“I think you know the answer to that.” Suddenly, Camilla slapped her hand to her forehead. “Oh, christ.”
“What’s the matter?”
“I got caught up in the moment. I forgot that you’ve never done that before.”
Lindsey frowned. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Lindsey, if you did something wrong, I wouldn’t be lying here completely unable to move.”
“What is it, then?”
“It’s just that, this was your first experience pleasuring a woman,” Camilla said. “And it involved me sitting on your face.”
Lindsey burst out laughing. “That’s what you’re worried about? It’s not a bad thing. As far as first experiences go, it’s one that I’ll never forget.”
“Wouldn’t you have preferred something more intimate?”
Lindsey shrugged. “That felt intimate to me. Everything we do does. What’s more intimate than submission?”
A soft smile formed on Camilla’s lips. “I feel the same way. We really get each other, don’t we?”
It was true. Lindsey had never been with anyone who understood her desires like Camilla did. But it was so much more than that. More than just Mistress and submissive, more than two people with an arrangement.
There was no denying it. Lindsey had fallen for Camilla so deeply. She hadn’t forgotten that this was supposed to be pretend. But it felt more real than anything she’d ever experienced.
Lindsey looked at Camilla. “Mistress?”
“Yes?” Camilla said.
“I’m glad I get to share all these firsts with you.”
“So am I.” Camilla rolled onto her stomach and gathered her hair over one shoulder. “And I’ve enjoyed having you sleep next to me these past few days. How do you feel about sleeping in my bedroom from now on?”
“I’d like that,” Lindsey said.
“And you can come into my rooms whenever you like. Just don’t mess anything up.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Camilla lay back down and drew Lindsey’s head to rest on her shoulder. “By the way, I was going to reschedule that dinner party for next Saturday, but a friend of mine is having a last-minute engagement party. How would you like to come with me to that instead?”
“Sure,” Lindsey murmured. “I’d love to.”
“You’re going to have a great time. Vanessa really knows how to throw a party.”
Chapter Nineteen
Camilla knocked on the door to the penthouse apartment. Lindsey could hear the faint sounds of music and chatter inside. She glanced at Camilla. There was a question Lindsey had wanted to ask her Mistress ever since Camilla invited her to this party. It shouldn’t have been a difficult question to ask. Nevertheless, it filled Lindsey’s stomach with butterflies.
“Mistress?” Lindsey asked.
“Yes?” Camilla said.
“If people ask about the two of us, what should I tell them?”
“What do you want to tell them?”
“That I’m your girlfriend? It would be simpler after all.”