The Rainbow Shot

Chapter 33

When Clarke opened her eyes, she saw Lexa sitting next to her, with her feet up on the bed, her arms around her knees and an expression on her face that made Clarke feel like the luckiest girl in the Universe.

"How is she so gorgeous?" Clarke thought as she let her eyes wander, taking in Lexa's beauty.

At the same time, she couldn't help but blush when the images of the previous night came back to her vividly, and she found herself reliving every sensation she had experienced, in part, with the help of the gifts from their friend Raven.

It had been an incredible moment, and although Clarke was dying to tell Lexa how much she had enjoyed it, she felt too embarrassed to even mention it, considering that she had fallen asleep right after her orgasm.

But anyway...

Would it be okay to tell her how much she liked her?

Or maybe Lexa would freak out if she told her that she couldn't stop thinking about her, even before their first kiss?

Should she ask her if she felt the same and if she shared the same pleasure that she herself had been discovering with each new step they took in their intimacy?

"Hi..." Clarke cleared her throat, putting her thoughts to a stop. "Have you been awake long?"

"Uh... No... I just woke up, actually..." answered the brunette, trying to look away from the upper part of her girlfriend's half-naked body, which she clearly didn't manage in time.

Clarke narrowed her eyes and sat up, propping herself up on her elbows.

"Were you looking at me?" she asked.

"No!" Lexa was quick to reply.

"No?" Clarke insisted, noticing how her girlfriend's ears turned a deep red.

Lexa felt embarrassed; The truth was that she had been looking at her, admiring her hypnotic beauty and reliving all their moments together, from their first kiss at the basketball tournament, to Clarke gasping her name into her ear just a few hours ago.

She didn't mean to deny it, especially when Clarke was looking at her like that, but... Would it be okay to confess that ever since she opened her eyes, she hadn't been able to stop fantasizing about precisely that moment, inadvertently glancing at her perky breasts while she looking for her bralette in the bed?

Of course not. Because if she told her that, Clarke might think she was a pervert.

Lexa's silence, however, set off some alarms in the blonde, seeming like an eternity to her.

Could it be that last night's encounter hadn't been as satisfying for Lexa?

Perhaps Clarke could give the impression that she knew what she was doing, considering that she had been the one to take the lead almost every time they had been together in bed. But the truth was that everything was new for her, and although she still did not understand very well how relationships between two girls worked, she was sure that her falling asleep immediately after orgasming could not have been satisfactory for Lexa.

"I'm sorry..." she said quietly.

Lexa frowned, looking back at Clarke.

"What are you apologizing for?" she asked, sounding confused.

"It's just... you probably think I'm selfish."

"Selfish?" Lexa asked. "Oh, you mean for sleeping on my side of the bed?" she teased, finally rescuing her bralette from under her girlfriend.