Tracey's breath hitched as Fleur looked at her and her voice caught in her throat. She stared back at Fleur for a long time. As she did, the tip of her middle finger found Fleur's clit and flicked over it as she continued to awkwardly play with her folds.
"I…well…I don’t know." She chuckled nervously, breaking the tension for a moment. "I…think so?" Tracey looked at Fleur questioningly. "I know that you are a great lover, I can…tell."
She licked her lips, wetting them so she could keep speaking. "Do you want to? Would you like that?" Tracey could tell that Fleur was itching to. She wanted to tempt her. She wanted her to attack without asking. Could she tempt Fleur that much?