Hannah held the back of Caroline’s head, slowly rolling her hips. Knowing this woman wanted Caroline, knowing she made Hannah this wet, Caroline often found herself unable to comprehend it. But she was sure now that Hannah really did see a future with her. She knew without a doubt that they made one another happy. She knew…this was it for her.
Caroline slipped one finger inside Hannah, enjoying the reaction Hannah had. Then she slid another inside, Hannah’s walls clutching her.
“Y-yes. Fuck, right there.”
Caroline sucked harder on Hannah’s clit, almost pulling out only to sink deeper, harder. “Oh, God.” Caroline whimpered when she rested back and watched Hannah. She lifted one of Hannah’s legs over her shoulder, enamoured by the woman rocking against her fingers, playing with her nipples. “I could watch you like this all night.”
Hannah pressed her head to the door, pinching her nipple harder. She was lost in the moment, lost in the feeling of Caroline filling her, lost in their love. “Caz, I’m so close.”
Caroline lashed her tongue against Hannah’s clit, chancing a third finger inside.
“Fuck, yes. Oh, God.” Hannah responded by rocking harder, her bottom lip between her teeth. “Fuck me hard.”
Caroline would have shied away at those words just a few months ago, but with Hannah, and now? Never. She wanted to give this woman her every desire. Caroline fucked Hannah hard and fast, grinning against her soaked clit as she tightened. “Mm. That’s it.” Caroline curled her fingers, coaxing Hannah’s orgasm towards the edge.
Hannah lowered a hand, spread her lips further, and rode harder. “Yes. Take me, Caz.” Hannah thrust her hips, moaning when she released around Caroline’s fingers. “Fuck, don’t stop.”
Caroline watched with delight as Hannah swallowed her fingers entirely, wetness slipping down the palm of her hand. There was something incredibly satisfying about another woman feeling this way about her. Happy, fulfilled. “Oh, Hannah.” Caroline sat back on her knees, her fingers slowly pushing in and out. She never wanted to stop touching Hannah; she never wanted to feel anything other than this euphoria. She never wanted anyone else. “God, you’re so sexy.”
Hannah shuddered, forcing Caroline’s fingers from her, and pressed her palms flat to the door. Her chest heaved, her breathing ragged, but the smile on her face told Caroline everything she needed to know.
“Caz,” Hannah whispered, her eyes closed. “Y-you.”
Caz got to her feet, stroking a hand between Hannah’s thighs as she offered a lingering kiss. “I’m what?”
“God, I don’t even know what I was going to say.”
“That’s okay. You can show me instead.”
Hannah’s eyes opened, a devilish grin on her mouth. “Oh, I’d love nothing more.”
But Caroline could only study Hannah for a moment or two. There was something extremely beautiful after Hannah had orgasmed. “I love you.”
Hannah cocked her head, her breathing beginning to slow. “I love you too, babe.”
Chapter27
Hannah slumpedin her seat at her desk, tiredness not shifting this morning as she sipped her third coffee. Kirsty had swam around in her mind all weekend, that unusual look she’d had in her eyes prickling Hannah’s skin with goosebumps. Something wasn’t right. No, something wasverywrong. But Hannah stood by what she’d told Caroline on Friday. It wasn’t on Hannah to look after Kirsty. And if Hannah wanted an easy life, she had to stand firmly by that.
“You look how I feel,” Juliet said as she came sauntering into her office. “Late weekend?”
“Long weekend, more like.”
“Caz seems to be keeping you very busy, Hannah.”
“It wasn’t Caz. Well, it was for a little while.” Hannah paused, her skin flushing from the simple reminder of Caroline on Friday night. Saturday morning and afternoon too. Phew, she hadn’t known her girlfriend had it in her. Okay, she had, but she hadn’t expected it so…freely. The confidence in her eyes as she sunk to her knees had sent Hannah entirely wild with want.
“Can you not replay your nights of hot passion in your head while you’re at the office?”
“Sorry.”
“I’m happy one of us is having fun, don’t apologise.” Juliet took a seat behind her own desk, eyeing Hannah from across the room. “So, what’s going on? You seem worried about something.”
“It’s Kirsty. She’s back.”
“Kirsty Hardacre? My old PA, Kirsty?”
Hannah nodded, her eyelids heavy. “She came to my place on Friday.”