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close to exploding as the fingers worked her, fucked her, hitting her G-
spot just right as she rode them.
Sarah lifted her face and braced herself against Chan, careful
to keep her fingers thrusting. Chan reached out and grabbed Sarah s
head, bringing Sarah s mouth up to her own. The kiss was ravenous,
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dangerously fierce. Chan claimed Sarah with her tongue, her lips, her
teeth. Biting, probing, sucking, unable to get enough of her.
Sarah kissed her back just as hard, groaning up into her, audibly
turned on by the feel of Chan s nails on her scalp. As Chan felt the wet,
hot velvety tongue of her lover against her own, she came.
The orgasm rocked through her like an enormous volcano
followed quickly by a soul-shattering earthquake. Her mouth, her
hands, her vagina clung to Sarah, refusing to let go. She wanted to
consume her, in every way possible. Her body shook and pulsed as the
climax reverberated through her and ultimately through Sarah. As the
last wave crested and then flattened to sweep ashore, Chan relaxed and
then fell limp against the other woman.
Sarah sat still, bracing her. Chan pulled her bruised mouth away
and released her grip on the dark hair. Panting, she flopped herself back
against the couch, her arms heavy and tingling at her sides.
Sarah lowered her backside to rest on her feet, but kept her fingers
nestled up deep within Chan. I can still feel you throbbing.
Chan laughed weakly. That s because I m not done with you
yet.
No?
Chan opened her eyes slowly to meet a sea of churning blue. No.
Sitting up, she lowered her mouth to Sarah s, gently kissing her on the
lips. You, Officer Monroe, are one hell of a passionate lover.
Think so?
Absolutely. Again Chan wondered what it was that ailed this
warrior of a woman.
Sarah broke eye contact and leaned in, turning her fingers over
inside of Chandler. The movement felt hot and full, causing Chan to
gasp.
With a serious look upon her near-perfect face, Sarah whispered,
I need to taste you.
She glanced up and Chan was shocked to see something different
in her gaze. Gone was the fierceness, the conquering fiery blue. The
pale yellow halo she had seen before was more prominent, shining
outward to warm Chan s bare skin. The look was calming, warm and
something else. Caring. A quick spark startled her heart.
Sarah pressed her fingers into her then, holding the emotions
captive, stroking them from the inside out. Chan watched in awe as
her beautiful face softened and burned at the same time. Her high
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cheeks brushed with the color of desire, her lips pursed with deep pink
fullness.
The intense pleasure urged Chan to toss her head and groan with
need, but she couldn t tear her eyes away from the face before her.
Sarah was watching her, reveling in the pleasure she was giving. Every
gasp, every whimper that escaped Chan s throat seemed to be a gift
given in return.
Chan reached out and held the face that was touching her heart.
Inside her chest things were happening there was fluttering, there was
heat, there was a tightening. As the new feelings grew, she took Sarah s
lips with her own. She needed to feel them, needed to press against
them and breathe against their fullness.
The kiss was soft, yet hungry. The taste and smell of Sarah lured
her, called to her, so much so that she felt she would die if she didn t
breathe her in. Chan held her tighter and kissed her harder. She couldn t
explain what was happening or why. But she wanted Sarah, from the
inside out. Not just wanted her needed her.
Nearly breathless, she pulled away and looked deep into her eyes
once again. Sarah gazed up at her, her own breathing quick and hot.
There was no sly grin, no mischievous playfulness in her eyes. And
when she spoke, a ragged whisper, there was no conquering dominance
in her voice.
Chan.
It was all she said. All she had to say.
Chan stroked her face as their eyes melted into one another, much
like their breath had done seconds before. Warming, swirling, mixing,
becoming one. Chan shuddered again, moved beyond all words. All
words with the exception of one.
Sarah. It was a plea. A begging, an insistence that the other
woman immediately understood as their mouths met yet again.
They kissed, long and hungry, wet and hot. A brief precursor to
what was to come between her legs. Sarah thrust into her, paralleling
the movement of her tongue. Chan felt her fingertips turn over where
they stroked the back side of her tightening wall. The sensation was
phenomenal, and Chan couldn t help but cry out.
She tore her mouth away as she tensed and arched her back and
pelvis, unknowingly trying to consume Sarah s hand. Sarah let out a
groan as she watched Chan writhe atop her fingers. Her eyes bore an
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intensity Chan had never seen before as she lowered herself to Chan s
reddened clitoris.
Chan heard her own sounds. They were quick and throaty, the
pleasure unbelievable. Sarah s mouth was hot and fierce, soft and hard
against her flesh. She felt the sweet blissful pressure leave her suddenly
and she looked down. Sarah was looking up at her again with incredible
passion, and Chan felt her breath steal from her chest as Sarah spoke.
Watch me, Chandler. Watch my mouth take you.
Chan swallowed and focused on Sarah s face, watching as it
moved toward her center again. Sarah s breath was hot and teasing,
as was her tongue, which extended to lick around Chan s clitoris. The
sensation increased when Sarah s tongue flattened to lick her slowly
up and down. Every time it passed over her clit, Chan shook with the
need to come. Her hands clung to the chestnut mane. She needed more,
would die for more. She tangled her fingers in the thick hair, trying
desperately to hold Sarah to her.
The cop groaned in pleasure and responded by placing her entire
mouth up next to the wet flesh. Chan watched as Sarah devoured her,
sucking her. It felt so good. So goddamned good. Her body rocked in
pleasurable motion, shoving itself in undulating waves against Sarah.
Chan held fast to her head and clenched her eyes, unable to keep to
them open any longer. Her mind and body became one, elevating to a
level beyond her physical being. She felt free, she felt bright, she felt
alive. And then suddenly, just when she didn t think she could feel any
better, she did.
The orgasm crashed down upon her with such great force she
nearly shattered. It tore through her, rocking her like a tiny vessel
consumed by giant waves at sea, and she held on to Sarah for dear life.
As she rode it out, she tensed and shook and shuddered, all the while
using Sarah to stay afloat in the stormy seas.
In the distance she saw light piercing through the fog that hung
over the sea, beckoning her home, along with a smooth, calming voice
calling to her. As she stilled, she opened her eyes to try and focus on the
beacon of light. Her lighthouse.
The fog around her dissipated and the sea pulled back from shore,
leaving her on solid ground. The lighthouse was the living room lamp;
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