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“I forgot we were alone tonight.”
“Exactly.” Savannah grabbed the lapels of Fallon’s jacket and dragged her inside.
She stood up on her toes and pressed their mouths together hard and fast. Fallon dropped her purse onto the floor and cupped Savannah’s cheeks. She’d needed this type of kiss in the office. But they’d both held back because of where they were and who was there.
“I can’t believe we settled. I was so scared we wouldn’t,” Savannah whispered.
“I knew you would. Athena’s a damn good lawyer.”
“That money will help Kyla so much.”
Fallon kissed her again. “Any updates on Junior?”
“Clean fracture. He’s going to get casted soon and then will have to sit out of soccer for a bit while it heals.” Savannah tookFallon by the hand and led her straight into the bedroom. “I really don’t want to talk about kids right now.”
“Understood, boss.” Fallon chuckled as they shut the door out of habit.
On the bed, Savannah had laid out the strap and the lube. Fallon instantly knew what she wasn’t asking out loud for. And when she glanced over at Savannah, her cheeks were red with embarrassment.
“Oh, sweet Savannah. Get on that bed.” Fallon dropped her jacket onto the floor. She was stepping out of her heels when Savannah climbed onto the bed and avoided the strap and lube. She untied the robe she was wearing, revealing absolutely nothing on underneath.
Fuck, what had Fallon done to deserve a woman like this? Her lips pulled up to the side, and she walked straight for Savannah, gripping onto her heels and dragging her closer to the edge of the bed. Savannah lifted up, clearly expecting a kiss, but Fallon didn’t hesitate. She dropped her mouth straight between Savannah’s legs and licked her fully.
“Oh God,” Savannah moaned, falling back onto the bed.
Laughing, Fallon shifted her position so it was more comfortable. She loved how Savannah tasted. She could marvel at it all night if she wanted to, if not longer. She pushed her shoulders against the backs of Savannah’s thighs and pressed her face fully between Savannah’s legs.
“You’re so sexy in that skirt,” Savannah said, her voice breathy.
Fallon didn’t answer, though she was going to remember that comment going forward. Savannah liked it when she looked made up and nice for work. They could so easily play into that. Not tonight though, at least not intentionally. Reaching along each side of Savannah’s body, Fallon gripped Savannah’s hands and laced their fingers.
She held on. Fallon moved her tongue against Savannah’s clit, rising and lowering with her as Savannah’s hips undulated. Fallon sucked, using the pressure she had on Savannah’s body to bring her even more pleasure. She wasn’t going to miss a single moment. She rose and fell with Savannah, taking every movement as a sign that she was doing this right.
Savannah gripped her hands tightly, clinging onto her and pulling her into Savannah even more. Fallon wasn’t going to move. Savannah shifted her hips from side to side, her body tensing up. She’d already been wet and ready when Fallon had started this, as if just the anticipation of what was going to happen that night had been titillating enough to compel Savannah’s body toward orgasm.
Fallon stayed right where she was, her mouth against Savannah, her cheeks damp and wet, her tongue bursting with a flavor she’d come to crave. Savannah groaned and wiggled again, her back lifting up as she cried out. Ripping herself away, Fallon undid the buttons on her blouse and slowly pulled off her shirt.
She kept her eyes locked on Savannah as she undressed, peeling each item of clothing off slowly but efficiently. She didn’t want to make them wait any longer than necessary, but she did want Savannah to have time to pull herself together before Fallon made her come again.
When she pulled down her skirt, Savannah started to move and cover herself up, but Fallon shook her head and touched Savannah’s knee lightly. “Stay right where you are.”
“Why?”
“I love looking at you.”
“You’re looking at my pussy, not me.”
“That’s part of you.” Fallon hooked her thumbs in her thong and pulled it off before snagging the strap that was still on thebed next to her. She stepped into it, adjusted the straps and immediately looked Savannah over once more.
Savannah’s eyes were wide, her gaze glued to the toy.
“Want it?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” Fallon hooked her hands around the backs of Savannah’s calves and lifted them up. Sliding her fingers along her skin, she lifted Savannah’s legs and rested them on her hips. Savannah would be able to figure out from there what Fallon was looking for. “Do you want lube? I’m not sure you need it.”
Bending over, Fallon pressed their mouths together in a deep kiss. Savannah groaned, tangling her fingers in Fallon’s hair and tugging just enough to change the angle of the kiss and start anew. Savannah leaned back, lifting her hips higher, and immediately Fallon knew what she was looking for.
