Page 127 of Derivation

“I know, baby. Just relax and feel good, okay?”

Trying to make the pleasure last for Sarai and for herself, Gabi took her slowly, pushing in a little deeper, pulling back out, and doing that over and over while she licked and gently sucked, but when Sarai’s hand went to the back of her head, she curled inside her and began sucking a little harder.

“Oh, yes,” Sarai said.

Gabi moaned and waited because she could feel Sarai tense and pulse around her fingers.

“God, yes. Don’t stop,” Sarai told her.

Gabi didn’t, and seconds later, Sarai’s hips were rocking against her face as she came hard. Still, Gabi continued to deliver her curls inside and sucked until Sarai tapped her on the back of her head. Then, she slowed before stopping altogether and looked up at Sarai with a wet chin that she wiped with her free hand as she smirked up at her girlfriend.

“You knew just what I needed,” Sarai admitted, smiling down at her with flushed cheeks and a little more brightness in those still-tired eyes.

“Yes, I did.”

“I know what you need, too, you know?”

“You do?”

“Yeah. You need to sit in that folding chair over there and spread your legs. No armrests on that one.”

Sarai pointed to a chair that was folded up and resting against the wall.

“Oh, I do, huh?” Gabi laughed a little as she stood.

“Lose the pants first.”

Gabi did as she was told because touching Sarai would always turn her on, and she could really use an orgasm right now, but she also knew that if she could occupy Sarai for a few more minutes, she’d be recharged and ready to get back to the work she had to do.

When she sat on the chair, naked from the waist down and wearing only her shirt, Sarai used her pants and underwear as a cushion for her knees. Gabi wished she’d thought to do that, too, until Sarai noticed the redness from her time on the concrete and went to rub Gabi’s legs with her hands before she kissed each knee and looked up at Gabi with such affection in her eyes that Gabi practically melted in that cold, metal folding chair.

Then, Sarai spread her legs with her hands and looked down at Gabi’s center, which was wet for her, Gabi knew. She watched Sarai lick her lips, and she shifted herself a little, moving her center closer to the edge of the chair. A moment later, Sarai’s mouth got to work, and Gabi just watched her for a few minutes, still not fully believing that Sarai was going down on her technically where she worked, but once Sarai began to suck, Gabi had to close her eyes because it felt way too good. She leaned back a little, and when she heard Sarai groan, she opened her eyes for a second to be able to see her and pushed Sarai’s hair out of her face. Sarai groaned once more, which probably meant that that was what she’d needed Gabi to do, and Gabi held on to the hair that Sarai had worn down today as she closed her eyes again, letting the orgasm build until it took her all the way over the edge.

“God, yes!” she let out when she came, and Sarai sucked her until Gabi let go of her hair, giving her the hint that she couldn’t handle it anymore.

Sarai slowed and licked her a few more times, looking up at her as she did and making Gabi regret giving that hint.

“You are so sexy right now,” she said.

“So are you,” Sarai replied. “And I cannot believe you got me on my knees in this garage.”

“Oh, come on… You know the others have had sex in here. There’s no way Arlowe hasn’t had at least one woman in here.”

“Gabs, I really don’t want to talk about Arlowe and her sexcapades right now,” Sarai said and licked her once more.

“What do you want to talk about, then?”

“Who said I want to talk at all?” Sarai countered. “How much time do I have left on my fifteen-minute break?”

Gabi smiled down at her before she looked up and said, “About six minutes.”

“Just enough time.”

“Time for what?”

“Stand up and lean over my desk. I’m going to be behind you.”

Gabi’s eyes went wide, and she asked, “You’re going to fuck me, aren’t you?”