“If only you could touch me,” Talia cocked her head as she pulled back, rolling her body against Faye’s. “If only you could feel how wet I am for you.”
“B-babe…” God, Faye ached to reach out and touch Talia.
“But just remember how much I’ll want you when we leave tonight.” Talia climbed from Faye, bending at the hip as she looked directly into her eyes. “Oh, I’m going to fuck you like there’s no tomorrow.”
And just like that, the moment was gone. Talia was holding out a hand to Faye to guide her back down the stairs, but Faye’s legs no longer worked. They felt like lead…there was no way she could make it back to her seat. Had she been up on the stage for as long as she thought? It seemed far too brief for her liking.
Jay must have sensed the state she was in because he was waiting at the bottom of the stairs with the biggest grin plastered on his face, holding out a hand to her. She swallowed as she put one foot in front of the other, her clit throbbing as her eyes caught Talia once more. Her girlfriend disappeared backstage as Faye fell into her seat, her mind swimming with everything she’d just heard. Talia knew how to fire her up, but that? Fuck, that was something else.
Faye’s phone lit up on the table, and she grabbed it immediately.
Meet me at the back door in thirty seconds! Talia x
Faye cleared her throat and excused herself from the table. Jay continued to smirk as he shook his head and gave his attention over to Marcus, but Faye couldn’t care any less about anyone in this club. She rushed out of the main door as ‘normal’ as she possibly could, turning the corner and bumping straight into Talia.
“H-hi.” Faye panted. Talia turned her and pressed her up against the wall, lowering her head and capturing her lips. “Babe, not here.”
Talia pulled back. “I can’t believe you came here for me tonight. And with Jay and Marcus.”
“I was always going to be here.” Faye lifted a hand, brushing Talia’s hair from her face.
“God, I wasn’t expecting you. When I saw you sitting there, everything from the beginning came flooding back. Only this time, you’reactuallymine.”
“I should think so after those things you said to me.” Faye lifted an eyebrow. “Do you say that to all the people you bring up onto the stage?”
“No. Only the blonde-haired, blue-eyed ones named Faye Holmes.”
“Oh, good answer.”
“I meant every word of it,” Talia whispered, pressing her body to Faye, one hand wrapping lightly around the front of her throat. She turned Faye’s face away from her, dragging her lips up towards Faye’s ear and moaned. “I’ve never craved anyone’s touch, but God…I’d give up everything for yours.”
“If you carry on, I’m going to take you right here, right now.” Faye’s body throbbed. There was no way she could hold off until they got home later tonight. It was Friday; Talia always worked late. “And you don’t have time for that.”
“I’m not back on stage for another thirty minutes…”
“Oh?”
Talia grinned. “But you wouldn’t. You’re not the kind of woman who fucks her girlfriend in an alleyway.”
Had Talia just challenged Faye? It certainly felt as though she had. Faye slid a hand down the front of Talia’s leather pants, met with a delicious wet heat. “Wanna bet?”
“F-Faye.” Talia’s eyes slammed shut, her mouth falling open.
“I wasn’t a lot of things before I met you, but this is what you’ve done to me, Talia. You make me want you every second of every day.” Faye brought her lips to Talia’s ear. Two could play this game. “And if I want tofuckmy girlfriend in an alleyway, I’ll do that.” Faye dropped her hand lower, struggling against the tight leather. When she pushed her fingers into Talia, her walls throbbing on contact, the orgasm Faye, herself, craved, almost exploded. “Now, do you want this slow…or hard and fast?”
“Fuck.” Talia dropped her head to Faye’s shoulder, widening her stance ever so slightly. “H-hard.”
“And fast?” Faye repeated.
Talia simply nodded against Faye’s neck. “Mm.”
“You really are wet for me.” Faye sunk deeper, wishing Talia wasn’t wearing such restricting pants. Still, she could make it work. She always would if it meant she could give Talia what she needed. “And you’re close.” Faye smirked against Talia’s neck.
“S-so close,” Talia said, whimpering when Faye pressed the heel of her hand to her clit. “Oh, shit.”
“I know you want to come, Talia.” Faye worked her lips along Talia’s jawline as she lifted her head, capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss. Their tongues slid against one another’s, Talia’s eyes focused on Faye, that tiny crease between her eyebrows noticeable. “Don’t hold back. I want to hear you.”
Talia’s mouth fell open against Faye’s lips, her breath short and sharp as her knees trembled. “F-Faye,” Talia mumbled, her nails digging into Faye’s shoulders. “Fuck yes, right there.” Her walls squeezed, her head fell back on her shoulders, just the sound of Faye’s heavy breathing present in the alleyway. “Fuck, yes.”