Page 40 of The Politician

“I think they’re cutting the cake soon,” Kendra said. Sarah laughed, and it was the most beautiful sound in the world. She didn’t seem in a rush to head downstairs. Kendra leaned back in the couch, held Sarah’s hand, and sipped her wine. “I’ll leave you to your party.”

“I don’t want you to go.”

Kendra nodded. She couldn’t stay and face Jeremy so soon after Sarah had effectively said that she wanted them to be together. The excitement was too fresh and bubbled too close to the surface. “I don’t want to leave you, but it’s impossible being this close and not being able to touch you. I need time to get used tous, so I don’t give us away to—”

Sarah silenced her with a deep kiss. She would enjoy that lingering taste on her journey home as she worked out how to put on an indifferent expression towards Sarah when in the company of others while her heart pounded with joy.

17.

KENDRA CHECKED HER PHONEfor the umpteenth time since it turned past six p.m. Seven couldn’t come around quickly enough and thankfully, there wasn’t a message from Sarah because if there had been, it might have been to cancel as she had the previous three weeks. She hadn’t seen Sarah much since the twins’ birthday party, and it had been tough. She’d had too much time to think and worry about Sarah, about them, about why Jeremy had taken control of Sarah’s scheduling of key appointments again. She’d been sidelined a little and could only imagine she’d pissed Jeremy off at the party.Six-thirty.She glanced out the living room window then went to the kitchen and studied the prepped ingredients. She checked the champagne and put it in the freezer for a final burst of chill. The knock at the door made her jump. The vibration humming in her stomach reached her hands and her heartbeat raced.

Sarah looked sexy in faded jeans, a T-shirt, and the dark sunglasses that she lifted as Kendra opened the door. The intensity in her lingering gaze left Kendra speechless. She closed the door quickly behind them, and Sarah turned to face her. The room became suddenly hotter, and Kendra stared at the quiver in Sarah’s lips, anticipating the softness of them against her own.

Sarah pushed her against the back of the door and held Kendra’s head between her hands. “I’ve missed you,” she said and kissed Kendra firmly.

Kendra tugged her closer, wrapped her arms around Sarah’s waist, and relished the feel of Sarah’s breasts against her chest. She explored Sarah’s mouth with her tongue, slowly and deliberately. She didn’t want to rush, but the longing was proving stronger than her will. She turned Sarah’s back to the door and pinned her there while undoing her jeans. She eased the clothing down, reached inside her panties, and moaned as Sarah’s silky wetness slid around her fingers. “Fuck me, you’re so fucking wet.” She kissed Sarah fiercely as she slid her fingers inside her.

Sarah pulled out of the kiss, her lips trembling, her eyes wide. “Don’t stop,” she whispered and tilted her head back and closed her eyes. “God, that feels so fucking good.”

Kendra kissed her neck and opened her shirt. She kissed the top of Sarah’s breasts as she fucked her with an easy rhythm, deep and then shallow. As she touched the softest part inside her with small, circular movements, Sarah expanded around her fingers before the contractions took her to a climax. She felt her come and eased out of her, enjoying the control and the pleasure she was giving, and doing her best to make the moment last.

“You dare stop.”

Kendra held Sarah’s gaze and smiled. “How much do you want me like this?” She eased deeper inside her.

“Oh, fuck. I need you.”

Kendra moved to shorter faster thrusts, and Sarah cried out. She went deeper and held her as she started to quake. “You’re beautiful,” she whispered, and her heart ached for more than she could realistically expect.

Sarah kissed her frantically then languidly as her breathing slowed. “You do me in,” she said and stroked Kendra’s cheek and neck.

Kendra couldn’t read the intense expression on Sarah’s face. She looked vulnerable and when she smiled, Kendra sighed. “I wanted to welcome you properly,” she said.

“Thank you.” Sarah kissed her tenderly.

Kendra eased out of the kiss and went to the sink and washed her hands. “Fancy a gin or a glass of champagne?”

Sarah laughed. “Gin sounds great.” She pulled on her jeans and followed Kendra to the kitchen. “Something smells good.”

“I’m doing Pad Thai. I hope you like it.” The cool drink slipped easily down her throat.

“I love it,” Sarah said.

She inched onto the seat at the breakfast bar which doubled as a work surface and sipped her drink. Kendra chuckled at her slightly tentative movements. “Comfortable?” she asked.

“I’ll get you back later.”

“Hey, that was just an appetiser.” She raised her eyebrows.

“Brace yourself for a fifteen-course, fine-dining taster meal,” Sarah said.

Kendra chuckled. “I’ve never had a fine-dining taster meal before.” She licked her lips. “Hm. And what movie do you fancy?”

“I fancy we make our own.” Sarah sipped her drink.

Kendra laughed. “I’m sure the press would love to see that one.” She mimed holding a camera at Sarah. “We don’t have to watch anything.”

Sarah plucked a strip of carrot from the pile of vegetables and ate it. “Were you a chef in a previous life?” she asked.

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