Page 130 of Voyeur
“I’ll just get an Uber and pick up my car tomorrow, if I get drunk. Wait… Why can’t I crash on your couch?” She lifted an eyebrow at Silver. “You two have plans, don’t you?”
“Just get your beer.” Honor laughed.
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“So, your sister likes me,” Silver said as they walked hand in hand into the bar a couple of hours later.
“She does,” Honor replied.
“So, I passed the sister test?”
“It wasn’t a test. And I’m more worried about me meeting your grandparents next week. Will they like me?”
“They like everyone; they live on a commune. They moved back the moment they saw me off to college, remember? They’ll make you a lot of food, so don’t eat all day.”
“Okay.” Honor laughed a little. “So, what’ll it be tonight?”
“You up for something a little crazy?”
“With you? Always. I just can’t get arrested.”
“Well, I’ll do my best, but no promises.” Silver looked around and noticed the place, which was more a bar-and-club combination. It was packed, too, and that was one of the reasons why they’d come there on a Saturday night after eleven. “Over there.” She pointed to a wall by the dance floor.
“Okay.”
Silver pulled her girlfriend through the crowded dance floor and over to the wall, where she stood in front of her. There were people on their right and left, drinking, talking, and dancing, but no one was paying any attention to them.
“What were you thinking?” Honor asked as she placed her hands on Silver’s hips and pulled her against herself.
“Well, this is good,” Silver said, wiggling her eyebrows at Honor.
“You said something crazy,” Honor reminded.
“I was thinking I could find someone to dance dirty with, and you could stand here and get wet for me. Then, I’ll come back over here and fuck you against the wall with all of these people around.”
“What if your dance partner wants you to take her home instead?”
Silver shook her head and replied, “I’ll tell her no.”
“Go dance, then,” Honor said. “I’ll be here.”
“Getting wet for me?”
“I already am wet for you, baby.” She took Silver’s hand and slipped it into her black slacks as if no one was in the room with them. “See?”
“Fuck.” Silver stroked her. “Never mind. I want you now.”
“No, go dance. And if she’s into it, feel her up. Hell, if she’s into it, bring her over here and let her watch us. Then, we can take her home, if you want.”
“If only your sister knew this side of you,” Silver teased as she kissed Honor’s neck.
“I’ll probably have to tell her eventually, but for now, I like that she has no clue what you and I get up to.” Honor cupped the bulge in Silver’s pants. “Go. Dance.”
Silver grunted, pulled her hand out of Honor’s pants, and before walking away to the dance floor, she sucked on her fingers, earning a nice stare from her girlfriend.
“Next weekend,” Silver told her.
“What about next weekend?”