Faye curled her fingers, rubbing her palm against Talia’s clit. “That’s it. Come for me.”
“O-oh!” Talia held herself up against Faye, one hand pressed to the wall at the side of Faye’s head. “I’m coming. Fuck, I’m coming.”
“And it’s all for me.” Faye grinned, surprised that she was capable of doing something so…intimate in an alleyway. But Talia was to blame. She’d riled Faye up, she’d insisted she wouldn’t, so as Faye pulled her hand from Talia’s pants and brought her fingers to her lips, she simply moaned and then said, “I don’t know if you bring out the best or the worst in me.”
“We bring the best out in each other.”
Faye smiled, lowering her eyes as the realisation of what she’d just done sunk in. She wasn’t a prude, not by any stretch of the imagination, but that moment had hardly been sexy. Still, Talia was one hot woman. “You’re right. We do.”
“Hey,” Talia said low, curling her fingers under Faye’s chin. “Are you ready to start a brand new chapter? Our story? The first night inourapartment?”
Faye had spent many nights at Talia’s apartment, but for the first time, it would now be called home. “I am. The most beautiful story.”
“I love you.”
Faye ghosted her lips over Talia’s. “I love you, too.”