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And Eleanor herself—not so bad a kisser. Tahani gets closer, cups her neck and bends down, twines her fingers through the threads of the hair at Eleanor’s nape. Eleanor leans up into the kiss, making obscene noises; Eleanor moans, truly moans.
When they break apart, Eleanor says, “You’ve never kissed me like that. Yet.”
“I’m your soulmate, aren’t I?” Tahani’s starting to believe it. If Eleanor makes love like she kisses, perhaps this can be heaven after all.
Eleanor gives her a sultry smile, a wink—an actual, honest to God wink! Who is this woman! Where the cork did she come from!—and says, “Thought so, babe. Wanna come to the bedroom?”
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