friend’s scent filling her nose and her taste bursting on her tongue? She smoothed her cheek to the inside of Eva’s left knee then the velvet-soft skin of her inner thigh.
“What are you doing to me?” Her flushed partner breath hitched.
“If you have to ask, then I’m not doing something right, baby.” Andrea nipped tender flesh, Eva gasped, and she soothed the tiny mark with a stroke of her tongue.
Heavy-lidded eyes stared down at her, and Andrea eased to her feet to stand between Eva’s legs. Hers. Mine . A surge of possessiveness heated her blood, made her pussy clench, and nipples harden.
Andrea cupped her soon-to-be lover’s face, stroking her thumb over perfect, kissable lips and along high cheekbones. “Do you know how long I have thought about”—she sighed when their mouths touched—“this?”
Andrea swept her tongue over parted lips. She groaned deep in her chest at the tentative touch of Eva’s tongue to hers.
Small hands came to rest on her sides, and fingers twisted in her dress shirt. Eva lifted her chin, angling her head to bring their mouths into closer contact. She stroked the side of Eva’s throat, a shuddered breath her reward. Eva’s pulse under her questing fingertips, and she forgot every reason she needed to stop.
The sweetness of subtle perfume, the taste of coffee, and warmth of lush curves stole whatever sense of control she possessed. Her tongue pushed past the plump curves of Eva’s mouth, tongues met in a desperate dance. They took what they needed, years of desire trapped in one kiss. Her arms wrapped tight around the beautiful woman in her arms, and full, soft breasts crushed to Andrea’s chest.
They clung to each other, shaking. Eva’s nails pricked the hollow at the small of her back. Her palms flattened between shoulder blades, stroked downward until she cupped Eva’s lush ass in her palms. She slipped her thigh between Eva’s, felt the heat and dampness of the woman’s need through the fabric of her pants. Rounded hips rolled and rode her thigh.
“More please,” she whimpered, a hard shudder coursing through her.
The words filled with neediness heated her blood further, but that plea brought her to a startling reality.
She pressed her forehead to Eva’s brow. “Baby, I…. We can’t…. Natalia.”
Eva’s sudden retreat left her cold and shaken. Shame heated the other woman’s face. Casting her eyes downward, Eva jumped from the desk to pull her skirt back down.
“I have to get to work. You have the meeting with Sanderson at noon. I already made all the arrangements for lunch, and the car service will pick him up.” Eva spoke without ever looking at her, the words rushed and stilted. There wasn’t a hint of the want from minutes ago.
“Eva, wait. I-I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. I’m going back to work. I’ve made a big enough fool of myself already today.”
Andrea opened her mouth to call her back, but her assistant walked out of the office.
“Damn it!” She tilted her head back to stare at the ceiling. Things had gotten out of hand. She hadn’t lied about how long she’d wanted Eva, but even though her relationship with Natalia neared the end, they were still together. That would be remedied soon enough. It didn’t change the fact the woman she adored, cared about more than any other, was already hurt and embarrassed. She never should’ve let Eva leave without explaining that she wanted the woman, but had to have a clean break. Her parents had left her with enough issues, although being a cheater wasn’t one of them.
She swore she would make it up to Eva, no matter what it took. Her woman would be back in her arms, and they would finish what they’d started. A tightening in her gut told her what she needed to do wouldn’t be easy.
Sighing, she fell back into her desk chair, stroked her tongue over her lips—once more tasting Eva—and smelled the woman’s perfume on her. This would be a long fucking