I love her, but she plays with my heart...(lesbian story) Chapter 1

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I shivered and pulled the sleeves of my cardigan down, wrapping my arms firmly around my body. She was late - and not for the first time. I reached in my pocket and took out my phone, double-checking the time. Yep, ten minutes past eleven. Ten minutes wasted of the precious time we had together.

The only reason I was sat here freezing and alone on this icy park bench, in the middle of the night, was because of Monica - the girl who had such an immense power over me, that every time she even looked at me I felt desire curl up in my stomach. I'd be at hers before we went clubbing, and she'd change into a skimpy dress that barely skimmed the top of her thighs and showed off her cleavage and I would be practically fainting. She'd hand me her car keys so I could get my stuff out of the back, and her soft fingertips would brush my skin, and I'd blush and bite my lip. I was surprised she hadn't noticed that I loved her yet.

I jumped as I felt a hand brush my shoulder, and I turned and she was there. She looked stunning, her dark curls cascading over her shoulders and her emerald-green eyes locked onto mine. She giggled quietly, and sat down next to me with a playful smile on her face.

"Cold?" She murmured, tugging teasingly at the hem of my top.

"Y-yeah," I said, stammering - but not because of the cold.

"Why you insist on meeting in these places I do not know. And at the dead of night too - it makes me feel like a criminal!" She said, smiling.

"You know why. I don't want Ellie to see you." I muttered, noticing how her low rise jeans showed a tantalising strip of her flat stomach.

"Oh, scary lesbian roomate? Why, you think she'll kiss attack me whilst we're watching telly or something?" She laughed, and I frowned.

"No, and don't make fun of her like that. It's because she doesn't like you, you know that. Stop being awkward," I added, sighing.

"I'm not being awkward, I'm just saying. I prefer to be warm and snuggled up on a comfy sofa than freezing my ass off in some random park in the middle of the night!" She said, annoyed.

"Well, what can we do about it? You can't come to mine, and I can't come to yours, and daytime is strictly off limits because of your boyfriend!" I said, spitting the word "boyfriend".

"I never said you couldn't come to mine." She said, looking offended.

"No, you never actually said it, but you made it pretty clear that you didn't want me there for some reason." I said quietly, not wanting to upset her any more.

"Well...Look, it's complicated." She sighed, then suddenly laced her fingers into mine. "I want you to come round, but Dave's just so possessive. He doesn't like me hanging around with people." She bit her lip, and normally I would have had a near heart attack at how sexy that was, but all I could concentrate on was that she was holding my hand, and how soft and warm and right it felt.

"That's because he's a jerk." I said, knowing how she'd react.

"No, he isn't. It's because he's worried about me and he cares about me, that's all." She said defensively.

"There you go again, defending him. He doesn't deserve you! You deserve someone who truly loves you, who adores you..." I trailed off, silently adding in my head, 'someone like me.'

She just sighed and looked down at our joined hands, and I did the same. Then she let go of my hand to look at her watch, and I felt lost without her grip, like she was the only thing holding me onto the planet.

"Shit, Lacie, I'm gonna have to go. Dave will be back from work soon and if I'm not at home he'll go mental. I'll see you later, honey." She said, looking panicked. We both stood up and she leaned in for a spontaneous hug, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. I focused on the way her breasts brushed against mine... No, Lacie, get rid of those dirty, dirty thoughts. Then she let go - too soon, I could have held her for eternity - and then she was gone.

I stood there for a moment, still holding onto the feeling of warmth I got when I was around her, then I shoved my hands into my pockets and began to trudge back to my dorm.

I realised I was a lesbian when I was fifteen. A girl at my school, Lillie, had just found out that her parents were getting a divorce, and she was crying her eyes out in the girls loos when I walked in. She looked stunning, even when she was crying, and from that moment I never looked back. I instinctively went over to her, soothing her tears and stroking her soft, caramel coloured hair, when she turned and suddenly her arms were around my waist and then we were kissing, and I could tell that it felt different to kissing boys, so very different. After that I just couldn't get enough of her, and her thirst for me was insatiable. We met in secret and had steamy make-out sessions and more, until her mom decided to move to Alaska and take Lillie with her. Saying goodbye was painful, and it took me a while to get over her. But eventually I moved on.

And that's when I met Monica. Monica Daley, prettiest girl in school. I instantly developed a massive crush, but she had to be straight, didn't she? She was the kind of girl who did cheerleading and went for the jocks, the dumb-ass but insanely 'hot' boys who thought with their penises and made holes in Monica's heart. I stayed pretty quiet, and admired her from afar, until one lucky day when I got partnered with her in gym. She turned out to be funny, sweet, and kind too, and before long we were best mates, and have been ever since. Just mates, never ever anything more.

I looked up and realised my feet had carried me to right outside my dorm without me realising. I'd been too lost in thought. I fumbled in my back pocket for my key, found it, and unlocked the door. I stepped in and shut it behind me, hearing the click of the automatic lock.

I walked round the corner to the living room, noticing that Ellie had fallen asleep on the couch again. Bless her. I sighed and turned off the telly, raising my eyebrows at the amount of empty vodka bottles on the floor. Ah well, live and let live, I thought, and headed over to my room. I got inside and slipped off my cardigan, throwing onto the armchair in the corner. I then pulled off my converse and my skinny jeans, throwing those on the chair too.

I jumped as a soft pair of hands slipped up my back, and spun round. A fairly pretty girl with a pixie cut and huge brown eyes stood there, a mischievous smile on her lips.

"Need any help with that?" She whispered, tugging my top up gently.

"Uh..." I said, unsure as to what to say.

"Sshhh..." She said, pressing a finger to her lips, and pulled my top over my head. She slid her fingers round my back and unhooked my bra, letting it fall to the floor. Then she slipped out of her dress and threw her bra to the floor too, and I admired her breasts.

"Nice pair of tits." She smirked, and I blushed as she bent down and fastened her lips around my nipple, teasing it. She put her hands on my hips and then pushed me down onto the bed, laughing.

"You're completely gorgeous, you know that?" She murmured, crawling on top of me. Her nipples brushed mine as she bit my bottom lip.

"You are the hottest girl that I've ever laid eyes on."

She shoved her tongue into my mouth, then I kissed her back.

I told myself that it was a one night stand, it didn't mean anything, and that I wasn't being disloyal to Monica. After all, how could you be disloyal when there was nothing to be loyal to?

She cupped my breasts in her hands and squeezed, I gasped and she stopped kissing me and smiled. Then she moved further down, lapping at my body, down, down, and then she shimmied my panties off and went down on me. I moaned and clutched at the bed sheets, then writhed in bliss. She looked up at me, her eyes locking onto mine as she thrust her tongue deep inside me, and I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out in ecstasy. Then she finished and moved up to kiss me again, and this time she tasted salty. After a while I serviced her too, as she had serviced me, and then I played with her nipples for a while. Then I rolled over onto my back, and we were both hot and panting, and then I fell asleep.

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