I dipped my fingers under the band of her bikini, toying with the spandex fabric and teasing her as my nails dragged across her smooth skin. She nodded with a short whimper, and I drove myhand between her thighs, massaging her clit with my fingers before sliding one inside.
Evie’s breath quickened as I added a second, curling them against her walls and G-spot, while continuing to tease her clit with the pad of my thumb.
She dropped her head to the side before burying it under my chin and tilting it the rest of the way to press her lips into my shoulder, parting them and biting down just as Tessa had done before.
The intimate moment sent me over the edge, as I felt her body tighten around my fingers right before she came in my palm with a strangled cry, sinking her teeth even deeper into my skin.
The stark similarities were playing tricks on my mind, making me believe that she washer…
Fuck it. Holding myself back wasn’t doing either of us any favors, and I needed to find a release of my own for sanity’s sake.
“I hate to say this, but you’re taking the rest of the night off,” I murmured into her hair as I pulled Evie off the wall and held her close to my chest, breaths still labored and heavy.
“Wh-why?” Her voice was lazy, drunk on her orgasm.
“Because I’m not fucking you in this office. I’m taking you home to my bed.” And at this point, I had no intention of letting her out of my sight.
I may have lost one woman, but I’ll be damned if I lose a second.
