Roommates

Chapter 35

All this talk about labels in L.A. after a drunk Jane started interrogating Zara about being a lesbian and coming out to her family. I've realized that yeah I was demisexual.  I didn't want anyone kissing me like this or touching me like this except for Hannah. I didn't have the same desire for anyone else besides her. I was Hannah-sexual.

It was crazy how I had no control of my body. It had a mind of its own. Any need to speak was gone because any sound was caught in my throat. I could feel Hannah's soft lips on mine as her tongue snaked between them. There was going to be no sleep for me today as I was lost in the waves of pleasure.

I held on tightly to Hannah as my legs gave way and I was crashing down from my high. Hannah removed her fingers from between my legs and placed her hand on the small of my back to steady me. I broke away from our kiss so that I could catch my breath.

"I don't think I can move," I said as I looked up at Hannah in shock.

"Can't you tell how much I missed you?" Hannah chuckled as she placed a kiss on my forehead.

All I could do was slowly nod my head as I laid my head against Hannah's chest. "I think we should move somewhere else. We're going to waste a lot of water if we stay in here any longer."

"Let's get cleaned up and then we can go to bed," Hannah suggested.

"Okay, but let's not get carried away."

Hannah grinned back at me mischievously.

The plan of having a hot shower and going straight to bed was technically still in effect, but instead of sleeping on the bed, I did other things. Currently, Hannah and I were wrapped in each other's arms, physically spent. I had my head on Hannah's shoulders. We fit perfectly together.  It was probably a good time to sleep now and I could feel my eyelids droop from fatigue.

"So what happened in L.A.?" Hannah gently brushed my hair back.

"I made a new friend in Zara and I think I'm going to like working with her," I answered. "She asked me to write for her production company."

"In Los Angeles?" There was tenseness in Hannah and I readjusted myself in her arms.

"No, in New York," I answered as I opened my eyes. I could see the worry in her eyes. "I wouldn't want to move there."

"I'm surprised you liked someone that much," Hanna stated.

"I am too, but she is really cool. I think you would like her," I said. "But don't like her too much."

Hannah raised an eyebrow at me. "Why would I like her?"

"Well, she what Jane called a power lesbian and she's super nice and understanding," I said.

Hannah stared at me, unconvinced by my answer.

"She's like Cassie but she would probably be a woman eater," I added. "Wait that doesn't sound right, well technically yes, but she's not that way." For a writer, I am very bad at words, well spoken words. I'm bad at speaking and maybe that's why I don't like talking that much. Then again I always had people do the talking for me whether it be my mother or Luna.

My rambling got a laugh out of Hannah and she placed a kiss on my forehead.

"I rather her not be a woman eater, because I don't want her trying to take you," Hannah stated.

I stare back at her in confusion. "I'm worried about someone taking you."

"No one is taking me from you," Hannah assured. "You got me for life. I'm addicted to your cuteness."