Controlling the Sorority (The Magic Remote Book 2) Read Free Page A

open mind, Alyssa. Experiment. That's really important.
    “I have something to confess,” Giselle said, stroking Alyssa's hair. “I . . . “ the pretty dark-skinned girl took a breath. “I have like, an enormous crush on you. I didn't really know I was into girls before? But I really, really am. And I'm especially into you.”
    Alyssa felt her heart thumping fast. Oh wow. That was so honest, so open of Giselle to say that. She felt like she had to reciprocate the honesty, somehow.
    She didn't know if she was a lesbian, of course. But Giselle was really so very pretty.
    “I mean, I really like you, Giselle, I just . . . um, well . . .”
    “It's important to experiment, Alyssa. We're in college.”
    That was true. That was probably one of the more true things that Alyssa had ever known. It was tattooed on her pretty little mind, right next to “Drink water,” “Eat food,” and “Breathing is essential.”
    Alyssa inhaled deeply, taking in Giselle's exotic scent.
    “You smell so good,” Alyssa cooed. “I didn't know before how good you smelled.”
    Giselle giggled, hugging her friend tightly. The crown Giselle wore knocked against Alyssa's head a bit, but that was okay. It was a pretty cool crown. It was probably the coolest piece of headwear that Alyssa had ever seen, so it was totally fine that Giselle was wearing it.
    Alyssa took the opportunity to hug Giselle back, to inhale her scent once more.  God, she felt sooo soft!
    Alyssa knew she deserved to use Giselle as her one-time bisexual college experiment, deserved to do whatever she wanted with her. She was that beautiful, after all. They both were.
    “I'd really like to talk about this under the sheets with you,” said Giselle. “I'd be way more comfortable there. Is that all right?”
    “Under the sheets?”
    Alyssa considered. Giselle was so warm.
    And Alyssa really, really loved being warm, loved having hot sensual heat run through her.
    And more than anything else, Alyssa loved being close to Giselle. And she, of course, knew she deserved to feel good, like how Giselle was sure to make her feel.
    “ . . . sure!” she chirped finally.
    There weren't many times in the past where Alyssa had ever been this close to another girl. But surely, she had wanted this. There wasn't much she wanted more than to press her hot, young body against the perfectly gorgeous toned warmth of another young babe like herself.
    Alyssa got everything she wanted.
    They moved under the sheets of the bed, each girl still with their heels on. It was more fun that way, somehow, their heel-clad feet sliding on top of each other under the silk sheets of Alyssa's enormous bed. Their legs were both so long, and that made the whole situation more exciting. That there was so much hot, young smooth flesh from both girls, so eager to press and rub against each other.
    “So, like, you should know Alyssa, like I was saying, that I'm kind of into girls, now, too,” Giselle purred, advancing on Alyssa. “I didn't know that I was, but Master made it all make sense.”
    That was something Alyssa wanted to discuss. Who this Master fellow was, and why Giselle kept talking about him when Alyssa was clearly the hottest thing on two legs and was right there in front of Giselle, holding her so tight. But it was so hard to concentrate on what she wanted to say—letting Giselle speak her mind was incredibly important.
    Alyssa really wanted to be a great friend.
    “So, what I'm saying is, overall I mean, is that I'd really like to kiss you, Alyssa.”
    “Oh,” whispered Alyssa. “Oh . . . I mean, I'm not . . . not sure . . .”
    She was being coy. She wanted to be kissed by a girl, wanted to experiment and explore. It was very strange, after three years in college, that she hadn't done so before. Experimenting was so important.
    Giselle moved her head forward, sliding her nimble tongue between Alyssa's hot lips briefly and then pulling away. It was so hot, so wet. Rarely if ever had Alyssa had