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“Kimberly, Bela! Are you guys ready?” Leighton called out as she straightened out her leather jacket. Music was blasting. Empty shot glasses were on the coffee table. Leighton and Whitney were adding on the last of their accessories for tonight.

The girls were invited to a frat party at a different University just a town over. Leighton’s car service arrived efficiently and waited on the girls. It’s a rather chilly night in Vermont so the girls quickly jogged to the car right outside of their dorm entrance.

Upon arriving at the scene, the Greek houses were all lined up on both sides of the street, just a couple houses apart. The girls enthusiastically got out of the car and thanked Leighton’s driver before taking in the scene.

“Wow, I can’t believe this is where we’ll be partying tonight. It’s like Candyland but for college students.” Kimberly shrieked cutely.

Bela and Kimberly immediately find the liquor and call Leighton and Whitney over. Sure it wasn’t top shelf but a good amount of shots should do the trick.

From across the room, Leighton locks eye contact with a woman near the pool table.

Leighton sends her a flirty smile as she bites her bottom lips. The woman reciprocates the exchanged energy and decides to make her way over.

“I usually don’t do this but I couldn’t help thinking you wanted me to come over and introduce myself.”

Whitney, Bela and Kimberly gave each other looks as they were taken aback from the confident comment.

Leighton looks over at Whitney and she gives a shoulder shrug and a “go for it” smile as she looks down at the cup in her hand as if it’s the most interesting red cup in the world at that moment. She didn’t want to draw too much attention.

“I did no such thing. I merely glanced in your direction, honey.” Leighton rebutted as she sipped on her cocktail that Whitney whipped up a moment earlier. Bela took a swig of her drink and Whitney cleared her throat towards Kimberly’s direction upon hearing the bold comment.

The woman looked Leighton up and down and let out a small exhale.

Bela couldn’t contain her excitement for Leighton, “She’s so hot.” She whispered to Leighton as she was directed elsewhere by Whitney, who gave Leighton a quick look with her eyebrows raised as if she’s telepathically sending a signal saying “go for it, she’s attractive as hell.”

“I’m Tatum.” Tatum began the conversation again. “Do you want to take a shot?”

Leighton looks at Tatum for longer than a beat.

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Leighton gracelessly opens the door as Tatum tries her best not to stumble backwards attempting to keep up with Leighton’s hastiness. Lips crashing clumsily into each other, Tatum is intoxicated by Leighton’s lips.

It should be illegal to be this good of a kisser.

Leighton closes the door and locks it behind her. She turned around, finding Tatum sitting right on the bed.

“Not wasting any time, are we?” Tatum challenged.

It wasn’t like there was a rite of passage for college hookups but they usually don’t take less than 15 minutes to develop. But hey, Tatum is definitely not complaining. Leighton is super attractive.

Leighton towered a little over Tatum. “I know what I want. Now take off your dress.” Leighton husked out, eyes slightly lidded from the intense make out beforehand.

Tatum remained in eye contact and took off her dress in one swift motion.

“Can I at least get your name?” Tatum asked. Oh yeah huh, Leighton didn’t really introduce herself to Tatum yet. Tatum asked if Leighton wanted to take a shot with her and the next thing she knew, Leighton’s fingers were trailing up and down her arms as she was saying some things that Tatum didn’t exactly get to register.

Leighton’s a beauty, it’s a little distracting to say the least.

Leighton got up and backed up away from Tatum and stripped off her leather jacket and her blouse underneath.

“If you’re lucky.” Leighton replies.

Tatum takes in the appealing sight ahead of her. “Wow. You’re very beautiful.”

Leighton was wearing her black laced bra and matching under garments.

“Mhm. So are you.”

Leighton locks lips with the blonde woman in front of her. She pushed Tatum down onto the bed as she got on top and straddled her thighs.

Tatum boldly makes the first move and brings her hand to touch Leighton’s sensitive core to which Leighton lets out a soft moan in Tatum’s mouth.

At that very moment, Tatum made a promise to herself to hear the woman above her moan uncontrollably tonight.

If an escaped moan sounds that good, she can’t imagine how her moans sound like.

They continue to kiss, slowly fighting for dominance to which Tatum lost. Leighton eventually grabbed a hold of Tatum’s hands and brought them both up above her heads.

“Stay still.” Leighton demands. Tatum was taken aback. She’s usually the one giving orders, so this was new. This is good.

Tatum listens well.

Leighton brings two fingers up into Tatum’s mouth and watches as Tatum reluctantly opens her mouth to allow Leighton to insert her middle and ring finger in her mouth. Tatum wets her fingers and sucks on them for a couple seconds.

Leighton’s mouth fell open for a moment, watching Tatum go to town with her fingers.

Tatum pulls her head back and remains in intense eye contact with Leighton. Leighton bites her lips. Tatum is ridiculously hot and she knows how hot she is. A dangerous combo.

Leighton brought her hand down to Tatum’s center and circled around her clit a couple seconds first, testing the waters.

Tatum reacts sensitively, back arching off of the bed. Leighton immediately slid her free hand behind Tatum’s back and pulled her close to her body, kissing her breasts as she’s continuously rubbing her clit in circles.

“Mhm, just like that.” Tatum softly strings out. Leighton’s touch was doing things to her and with how much eye contact Leighton is holding, it’s really difficult to not have her heart beat out of her chest. Tatum swears it’s beating a thousand beats per minute at this point.

Leighton brings her head up from Tatum’s breasts to find her lips again and crashes against them, hungrily.

Tatum was very warm. She hasn’t felt this intensity in what feels like a millennium. Perhaps that’s a stretch but this intensive chemistry she has with this random stranger is something unrecognizable from her past relationships. This woman is literally going to be the death of her and Tatum wishes she was scared but it all just feels too good.

Leighton’s timing was impeccable, within seconds, she slid two fingers inside Tatum, eliciting a moan from Tatum’s lips which Leighton quickly swallowed.

Leighton was kissing Tatum passionately, desperately, yearningly.

The sound of the music downstairs could be heard through the cracks of the door, slightly muffled.

“Now I’m a mess, I’m obsessed. I’m right back where I started, broken-hearted. Every time you call me, I’ll pick up again. Back into my feelings, back into your bed. I just had sex with my ex in my New York apartment”

“Fuck. You’re already so wet.” Leighton pulled back from the kiss, to whisper against Tatum’s lips.

Tatum could feel Leighton’s breath against her lips, it sent a shiver down her spine. Their eye contact was so fucking insane.

“Can you blame me?” Tatum cutely tried to defend. It’s hard not to when you’re making out with such a sexy person who knows how to kiss and touch you in all the right places.

Leighton keeps at a slow pace, pumping her two fingers in and out before curling it upwards towards the sensitive part inside of her.

Tatum reacted well with Leighton’s skills.

With a couple more desperate curls from Leighton, Tatum came undone. “Fuck… I-”

Leighton held Tatum close and kissed her deeply, adding her tongue in for a quick moment. Tatum couldn’t keep up anymore. She couldn’t focus on kissing Leighton any longer and lets herself go.

“I got you.” Leighton whispers against her lips helping Tatum ride out her high.

Tatum’s wall tightened and wrapped around Leighton’s fingers as her stomach coiled.

Tatum’s chest began to slowly return to its default heartbeat pace. Leighton took this chance to make some eye contact and slowly but passionately kiss Tatum back to reality.

When sex is that good where it brings you to oblivion? You better find out that person’s ring size.

Leighton wanted to look at how spent Tatum looked. So she pulled back from the kiss to perceive the blonde woman beneath her.

Leighton brought her hand up to grab Tatum’s face. She gently turned her head to the side and kissed Tatum’s neck softly, peppering delicate kisses on her neck.

“Mhm she tends after sex.” Tatum sneakily teased. Leighton chuckles against her neck. Leighton lowkey has a thing for a good-looking neck. It’s a her thing.

Leighton slowly sits herself up and looks down at Tatum, her hand naturally placed on Tatum’s abdomen.

Tatum could see the gears working in Leighton’s eyes but she doesn’t quite have it just yet. Tatum watched as Leighton swung one of her legs off of her and laid beside her.

Tatum followed as Leighton took off her panties and threw it on the ground.

Tatum silently looked at Leighton, as if she’s waiting for the next command.

“Take it off.” Leighton leads, eyeing Tatum’s undergarments. Tatum follows Leighton’s directions well, taking off her visibly dampened panties. She tosses it off the bed thereafter.

Tatum looks back over at Leighton and Leighton closes the gap and inhales into the kiss. The wanting-ness is so apparent. Both women are in their most hormonal state tonight, this much is true.

Leighton swiftly gets up and swings her leg back on top of Tatum without breaking the kiss too much.

She sits on top of Tatum’s abdomen. Tatum immediately feels her warmth a lot more than before when her center was clothed.

Leighton breaks away from the kiss and trails her right hand slowly down Tatum’s body.

Leighton steadies herself as she sets herself right on top of Tatum’s center.

Tatum’s breath definitely hitched, Leighton acknowledged.

Fuck.. is she going to-

Leighton rolled her hips into Tatum. Both women moaned upon impact because of the slick friction.

Tatum’s hands naturally held Leighton’s hips and helped her confidently roll into her again but harder this time.

Leighton threw her head back and really grinded against Tatum’s clit desperately. Tatum was watching the view. The view of a beautiful woman using her body to get off.

Leighton continues to grind against Tatum messily. She realizes Leighton is dominant and she gets wet by giving someone else pleasure. That’s very hot.

“Faster.” Leighton pleaded. Tatum watched as Leighton’s eyes darkened with desire. A chase waiting to happen.

Leighton brings her focus back on Tatum. She leans down and grabs Tatum’s face with her hand and kisses her sloppily. Both Tatum and Leighton’s lips are swollen at this point.

Leighton keeps kissing Tatum and continues riding against Tatum’s clit. “Fuck, I’m gonna-”

Leighton moaned against Tatum’s lips. “Me too.” Tatum replied.

Leighton got back up and focused on riding Tatum.

“Look at me.” Tatum called out. This brought Leighton’s attention back onto her. Leighton bit her bottom lips as she looked at the sexy sight beneath her.

Leighton couldn’t handle it anymore. Without breaking any eye contact, she thrusted into her a couple times more, Leighton reached her high and couldn’t help but let out a sinful moan, mouth opened in an “o” shape as Tatum followed right alongside her.

Both women moaned into the sexual atmosphere. Leighton immediately folded over and fell over Tatum, one hand barely holding herself up by the headboard.

Leighton’s necklace dangled above Tatum.

Tatum took this chance to flip their positions so now she’s now on top. She softly laid Leighton down so she’s on her back.

Tatum had no self control at this point. She really just wants to taste Leighton. Tatum slowly trailed some kisses down Leighton’s body, treasuring all of her body that she had the privilege to appreciate.

Tatum latches onto Leighton’s clit first. Leighton let out the most erotic moan in the history of moans. It was music to Tatum’s ears.

Leighton tasted sweet and so very addictive. Tatum licked Leighton’s folds agonizingly slowly, letting Leighton feel her muscle everywhere.

Tatum spread Leighton’s legs a little wider so she can clean up every single crevasse. Leighton let out soft moans as Tatum does so.

Leighton watches.

She watches intently how Tatum’s eyes were opening and closing here and how she was really enjoying how she tastes. You’ll just know when someone’s really there with you during an intimate and energy-exchanging activity.

Tatum cleaned her up well. Not a single drop was wasted.

Leighton pulls Tatum back up and instantly locks lips with her. Leighton moaned into the kiss, tasing how sweet she tasted on Tatum’s lips and tongue.

Tatum slowly pulls away for a moment, softly pecking Leighton’s lips as she situates herself beside Leighton.

“I can’t believe I almost didn’t come to this party.” Tatum starts the conversation as she grabs the sheets to cover them both.

Leighton smiles and props herself up on her elbow, resting her hand into her temple.

“Are you seeing anyone?” Leighton asks softly after a couple beats.

Tatum thought about her answer. Leighton notices this.

Tatum looks at Leighton quietly. She looks at Leighton’s lips before meeting her eyes once more. “Come here.”

Leighton smiles and listens fondly. They share a soft kiss, a kiss that lingers for more than a second.

“Oh gosh, you’re married and have 2 kids in a suburban house just 1 town over huh?” Leighton jokes.

This made Tatum laugh immediately. “You’re funny.”

Leighton and Tatum share eye contact again. “Sleep with me tonight.” Tatum comments.

“That brings us back to my question. Are you seeing anyone? Because if you are- then this can just be a one-time thing.” Leighton strongly states.

She doesn’t want to be caught in the middle of something. It’s just not meant for her.

“It’s complicated.” Tatum truthfully states.

Leighton’s smile represses a bit. She reaches down to Tatum and plants one last soft kiss, more like a thank-you-goodbye kiss.

“Good luck with whatever your situation is. I really enjoyed this. Thanks.” Leighton says calmly before slowly getting up to find her clothes.

Tatum laid back onto her back and brought her hand up to cover her eyes. Fuck. Tatum said under her breath.

“Wait, please give me a chance to explain.” Tatum insisted. Leighton fished her items and turned around to look at Tatum as she bent over the edge of bed, sliding on her pants.

Leighton smiled and finished dressing back up as she buttoned her pants and slid her jacket back on.

She made her way over towards where Tatum was laying down and sat in the empty spot beside her and looked at Tatum, waiting for an explanation.

Tatum sat up straight as she rested her back against the headboard.

“I found out my girlfriend was cheating on me and my friends convinced me to come out tonight and party with them. I didn’t know this was how my night was going to turn out.” Tatum confesses, indicating their sexcapade.

She’s not crazy is she? Tatum had her fair share of hook-ups and one-night stands but it never felt like what she and this woman in front of her just shared. It felt different.

Leighton analyzed the situation. Tatum’s going through a heartbreak and somehow they crossed paths tonight. From the sincerity from her eyes, Leighton acknowledges Tatum’s telling the truth as it is but she doesn’t know if they should continue seeing each other with Tatum’s relationship still up in the air.

“Have you guys talked about it?” Leighton asks.

A valid question. Leighton was putting Tatum’s relationship as the front-man of the conversation. She’s learned her mistakes from the past. The third party is still part of the equation no matter what.

Tatum shakes her head. “I found out this morning.”

Leighton knew better than to get herself in an unstable yacht.

“I refuse to get myself mixed in something that has nothing to do with me.” Leighton truthfully tells Tatum.

“Once you’re sure you know what you want. Give me a call.” Leighton says with a smile.

Tatum’s smile returned after hearing Leighton’s words.

Tatum grabbed her belongings from the bed before fishing for her phone out of her coat for Leighton.

“Your girlfriend sucks for doing that by the way, I’m sorry.” Leighton says as she adds her number to Tatum’s phone.

Tatum shrugged.

“Thank you. I know it’s not my fault but I can’t help wondering if it's because I’m too focused on my sports career or not.” Tatum conceded.

This piqued Leighton’s interest. “What sport do you play?”

“Tennis. I play for Stafford University. It’s located just 5 minutes away from our Greek houses you see around here.” Tatum says.

“That doesn’t sound likely. It sounds like she’s just a cheater.” Leighton adds.

Tatum smiles at the comment.

Tatum spends all her hours going to school and after her classes are finished she goes straight to practice for 3 hours.

After tennis practice with her teammates, she comes home and showers, makes some dinner, and calls it a night early so she can wake up and do it all over again.

“Maybe she did it because I don’t spend enough time with her.” Tatum suggests. She finishes dressing back up.

“From the looks of it, she sucks for not communicating with you regarding quality time and she’s an asshole.” Leighton shrugged off as she gets off the bed.

Tatum smiles and looks down at her phone.

“Leighton.”

Leighton made her way towards the door and turned around towards Tatum before she walked off, “By the way, she royally fucked up because you’re great.” She winked as she left.

Tatum smiled ear-to-ear.

“Leighton.” Tatum tried out her name once more in her mouth.

Tatum scanned the floors to look for her dress that she so quickly took off by Leighton’s call.

“Unbelievable.” Tatum scoffs to herself. And to think all this time, she always had the upper hand in the relationship.

—

Leighton walked back downstairs to the party and tried to find her friends. It’s as if her world was put on pause for a moment and then once she entered the party scene, it resumed immediately.

Bela made eye contact with Leighton first before the other two girls followed Bela’s direction.

“LEIGHTON! OVER HERE!” Bela yelled out as she cups her hand around her mouth so her voice can be heard over the inaudible murmurs and the blaring music.

Leighton made her way over through the crowd, occasionally saying, “Move.” with a disgusted tone from all the sweaty bodies she’s touching.

“How was she? Tell me everything. Don’t you dare leave out any steamy details. We all know when you have a girl over.” Bela jokingly threatened. Exploiting her roommates sex plots is her favorite hobby and always will be.

Leighton smiled at Bela’s comments.

“She’s cool. She needs to figure some things out but we’re friends for now.” Leighton says.

“Friends.” Whitney air quotes. “That’s how they all start.”

“That’s all you’re going to give us after a wildly blown-out sex with your look-alike? That’s not fair Leighton.” Bela whined, garnering a heartily laughter from her three roommates.

Kimberly added, “If Leighton wants to keep her hot, steamy sex experiences to herself then I think we should respect her decision.”

Leighton straightens up her back and nods towards Kimberly, “Thank you. I appreciate that.”
“Again, why am I always the fun one? I never leave out a SINGLE detail when I tell you guys about my hookups with hot guys? Like remember the drummer with the eight-pack that couldn’t stop slapping my butt? My ass was red for days.”

“And you had me buy frozen peas when it was nearly 10 degrees outside.” Leighton laughs as she tries to stop the conversation from rolling on.

The girls all laughed remembering the recollection of memories that happened right before their return to Essex after the holidays.

At any college party at any given time there is a game of spades or beer pong going on depending on the crowd and what they’re into. The girls spent a good hour or two longer at the frat party before making their way towards the entrance where they came in.

An unforgettable night for some of them, another passable night for another.

It’s the beauty of college life. You don’t know what’ll happen until it happens.