Page 19 of Phoenix Rising

"Technically"—Becky rested a hand on the wallnext to Lucinda's face—"we're in the living quarters." She bent her head down and whispered, "Lu-cinda.”

Lucinda broke into a roaring blush as Becky pushed off the wall to continue the tour. God, Becky loved the way she looked when she was flustered.

I wonder what she looks like on her knees?

Lucinda followed Becky along as she showed her the rest of the living area and firehouse. Becky made a mental note to chew out her team for the disgusting way they kept their quarters. The way Lucinda's eyes immediately clocked the mess made Becky want to polish the floor with her toothbrush. This woman had her fucking whipped.

The pair made their way to the break room, where Lucinda made a cup of coffee, which Becky realized wasn't coffee at all.

"That's not coffee. That's sugar with the essence of coffee beans." Lucinda finished pouring an obscene amount of sugar and cream into her coffee, which had turned beige. "I don't like coffee, Chief Thompson, but I need the caffeine."

"Drink a soda then!" Becky teased, pulling her black coffee away from Lucinda's grip. "Orwhatever the kids are drinking now." She snapped her fingers, trying to recall the name. "Matcha!"

"It doesn't work as well! Also, matcha tastes like dirt." Lucinda sipped her sugar sludge and giggled. "You don't want me falling asleep while saving lives, do you?"

"I fear you won't be able to treat yourself once all that sugar catches up with you." Becky left the break room and walked into her office. "Jesus, I guess you like frappuccinos, too, huh?"

Lucinda scoffed as she shut the door behind them. "Of course. Who wouldn't want a morning milkshake with extra caramel?"

Becky sat at her desk. "That's disgusting."

"No, it's amazing. You must try—" Lucinda stopped talking as she noticed the spotless office.

"This is my office. Please notice all of my honors." Becky motioned to the plaques and medals behind her.

Lucinda leaned on the edge of Becky's desk, her dress shifting a little higher on her thighs. "Very impressive. I also noticed it looks much different than the other day."

Becky sat back in her chair to better view the doctor. "What do you mean? My office is always this clean."

Lucinda's eyes sparkled mischievously as she placed her coffee mug down. "I never said anything about cleanliness. Did you tidy up for me, Chief?"

It was Becky's turn to be flustered, but she didn't give in. She stood and leaned over Lucinda. "What if I did, hm? What if I wanted it to look nice for you?"

Lucinda's chest turned bright red. Becky's eyes trailed up the swell of her breasts to her neck and landed on her mouth.

"I guess I would be flattered," Lucinda admitted.

She didn't know what was getting into her. She was in her fucking office with a sexy woman sitting on her desk, and Becky wanted to do some very unprofessional things to her. She couldn't care less if she was in her place of work. Lucinda, in this dress, was driving her crazy. She wanted Lucinda's pillowy lips on hers. She wanted Lucinda's luscious black hair wrapped around her fist. God, she wanted Lucinda.

Becky lowered her mouth to Lucinda's ear. "Only flattered, Lucinda?"

Lucinda shuddered, her hands white knuckling the edge of Becky's desk. "We are most definitely in an office now, Chief Thompson."

Becky chuckled, her hands grazing up Lucinda's thighs. "Say my name."

Lucinda's legs spread slightly, and Becky shifted between them.

Lucinda cleared her throat. "I'm trying to remain professional, Chief.”

"Mhm. Tell me to stop, then." Becky's hands were under Lucinda's dress now, squeezing the legs she had been dreaming about all day.

Lucinda sighed wistfully.

"What was that, Doctor?" Becky said close to Lucinda's mouth. "I couldn't hear you."

Lucinda pulled Becky forward, crashing her lips into hers. Becky gripped Lucinda as the doctor kissed her ferociously. She let Lucinda taste her mouth, deepening the kiss. Her fingers squeezed painfully into Lucinda's skin. She might have bruised her pretty, pale skin. That made something purr in her chest. Becky pulled her mouth away, causing Lucinda to whimper.

"Say my name, Lucinda," Becky cooed. "I know you want to." Her fingers passed over Lucinda's panties, finding them to be already damp with pleasure.

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