The Girl From Spain (girlxgirl)

Day 96/182: Sally

Sleeping with someone for the first time was always exciting. Nerve-wracking, awkward, exhilarating but exciting. Discovering if two people were compatible, figuring out the other person's likes, exploring the other's body...

Sally had already known that before starting to hook up with Mila. She had made her fair share of sexual experiences but had never in all these past years slept with the same person more than once. Never having intended to lead anyone on, she had always made her intentions clear beforehand.

What she hadn't known and, quite foolishly, hadn't expected but realized rather soon was that the second and third times sleeping with someone were even more exciting. The fourth and fifth too, and so on. Knowing the partner's preferences and the other way round, becoming more confident, developing trust...

With no foundation to grow, even the doubts she had harboured at first left soon. After weeks, Mila had given her no indication to assume that she either regretted anything or wanted something that Sally just wasn't ready to give. They were friends who happened to sleep together. That was it.

Mila had not once pressured her or hinted towards wanting more, quite the opposite actually. Once, whilst watching a movie at Mila's place, Aki had walked in and had, with a smile on his face, asked if they were dating.

While Sally had frozen and hadn't been able to think of anything else than the sudden panic, dizziness and lightheadedness consuming her, Mila had somehow managed to calm her down with just a squeeze of her hand. Then, she had said, "Nope."

Instead of listening to her brief explanation to Aki, she had only leaned her head against her shoulder, and closed her eyes, wondering what she had done to deserve this woman in her life, to deserve this kind of happiness.

It was so wonderfully easy, uncomplicated.

On top of that, the blossoming friendship between Jake and Mila couldn't have been more convenient. Sally didn't need to expose her clinginess and ask Mila to meet up all the time as Jake often just did it for her. She didn't know if he understood the favour he was doing her but it didn't exactly matter.

Despite not hiding their arrangement from anyone, for Sally, it felt a lot like sneaking around. She was always giddy, always giggling whenever a message arrived and always, day or night, dreaming.

She loved it.

She loved the adrenalin and pleasure. She loved spending the days with Mila, she loved spending the nights with her. She suddenly loved an awful lot.

It was the perfect situation.

***

Sally was just starting with dinner when Jake arrived home with Mila. For reasons that were quite unapparent for her, both had a predilection for sports. She believed, that day they had claimed a tryout training at a local gym.

"How was it?" she asked when they arrived in the kitchen. Sally quickly removed the lid from the pot to keep the pasta from boiling over.

She smiled as soft hands wrapped around her waist. Mila kissed her cheek, making her lean against the woman with a smile even though her wet hair tickled her neck.

"Good," Jake answered meanwhile. "I signed up."

Sally nodded and turned to Mila. "And you?"

She shook her head. "The contract duration is a year. I just took advantage of the free training." Mila let go of Sally to prepare a glass of water, leaving her with a sudden sense of emptiness. She didn't know whether it was the missing touch or the reminder that Mila only had three months left in England.

"Need help?" Mila asked.

Sally nodded quickly. She had always been good at ignoring hard truths she didn't want to face, she would just do it again. "Yeah," she said and gestured towards the vegetables next to the sink. "You can start whittling."

"Anything I can do?" Jake asked.

"No."

Sally felt Mila's questioning eyes on her and explained, "I'm not letting him near a stove."

"Why not?"

"He burned down his Mum's kitchen once."

"Almost," Jake interjected. He was leaning against the fridge, arms crossed. "I almost burned it down. Would you just let it go?"

Mila's giggle always put a smile on her face and this time, it wasn't different. "How did that happen?" Mila asked. Gently, she pushed Sally away from the cooker to place the sliced courgette in the oiled pan.

"First of all, it was just a tiny flame that my Mum managed to extinguish quickly," Jake said. Sally rolled her eyes, this detail was very important to him. He gave up his spot at the fridge when Sally retrieved some bottles of beer. Instead, he awkwardly lingered in the doorway, obviously uncomfortable with having nothing to do.

Sally asked him to set the table and while he did it, he explained further to Mila. "I get easily distracted. I had to wait for a couple of minutes as everything was in the pan so I sat down in the living room with my sketchbook. I kinda forgot about the food."

"You are a little dopey," Mila said. Sally hid her chuckle, she had only taught Mila that word some days ago. "But adorable."

Jake nodded slowly. "I can live with that."

Sally hummed and smiled as Mila pulled her into an embrace again, just as if she needed and yearned for it just as much.

After dinner, the three of them watched a movie. Then, Mila accompanied Sally to her room, as if it was the most natural and obvious thing. Another thing Sally loved. Not having to sleep alone, having someone next to her at night was oddly comforting.

And, of course, what happened before they went to sleep was more than enjoyable too. The second the door slammed shut behind them, Mila's lips were on hers. Sally immediately pulled her closer, wrapping her arms around her middle.

Hugging her was like coming home after a long day, a soothing bath, a sip of her favourite tea, a fresh breathe. It was comforting, calm, familiar, soft. Kissing her was entirely different. It was exhilarating, addicting, hot, always making her yearn for so much more. Sally hadn't met anyone before who had both effects on her.

Wearing a dress had been a good decision. It was off within seconds.

Mila pushed her to the bed and rested her weight on Sally as she continued to kiss her. Sally moaned against her lips. She loved it when Mila took control like that. Lust consumed her as Mila trailed kisses down her neck and eventually enclosed Sally's nipple with her lips.

Not wearing a bra had been a good decision.

With her hand, she massaged the other breast, causing Sally to clench her legs in a desperate attempt to get rid of the uncontrollable need.

"Can I?" Mila whispered. She looked up to her, her fingers barely touching Sally's skin as they moved over her stomach to the hem of her panties, leaving her body covered in goosebumps.

"Fuck yes."

Sally closed her eyes at Mila's touch. "Yes... Like that," she panted.

Another moan escaped her. She buried her hands in Mila's hair when her mouth joined her fingers.

Yeah, it certainly was the perfect situation.

A rather short filler chapter today, sorry for that! I'm looking forward to the next ones though 😏

I hope you are having a good day/night and thank you for reading my book!! <3