Page 36 of Phoenix Rising

Irritation rolled down her spine. "It's Chief—" She stopped as she met Lucinda's stormy eyes. "I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else. What's up?"

Lucinda picked at the hem of her staff t-shirt. "I'm sorry I left in such a hurry earlier. I wanted to make sure everything would go smoothly."

Becky smiled, pulling Lucinda under the tent to hide her from the sun's rays. "It's alright. And everything is going well. This was a great idea, ba—Dr. Everett."

Lucinda laughed. "You're not very inconspicuous, are you?"

"You were the one getting all cuddly with me earlier." Becky leaned against the plastic tabletop and smirked.

Lucinda stepped forward, whispering in Becky's ear, "It's impossible to keep my distance from such a sexy woman." She pulled back with a grin. "Besides, it could have been seen as friendly."

Becky licked her lips. "Why don't you come over to my place tonight? You know, since we'refriends,we'll have a girl's night."

"Isn't every night a girl's night for you and me?" Lucinda turned, swaying her hips as she walked toward the first aid tent.

Becky's breath left with her.

After everyone had finished cleaning up the festival, Becky pulled her Jeep around to where Lucinda was about to get into her coworker's car.

"Nope!" Becky called from her window, shoving the passenger car door open. "Get in."

She wasn't asking.

Lucinda tried to hide her giddy look by ducking back into her friend's car to say something.

"Bye, thank you anyway!" Lucinda called behind her as she tossed her stuff into the back of Becky's car, getting in swiftly.

Becky pulled out of the parking lot quickly before anyone else could spot the two women riding away together.

"Eager to get me home?" Lucinda leaned her head back on the seat.

"Yep," Becky said, placing her hand on Lucinda's thigh. "That mouth of yours has been driving me up a wall."

"That was kind of the point." She yawned.

When Becky pulled into her driveway, shecould barely contain herself. Lucinda had kept talking a big game in the car, and Becky had decided to ravage her. She pulled Lucinda by the hand into her small two-bedroom house. She tossed Lucinda's stuff on the weathered brown couch.

Lucinda looked around and smiled, closing the door behind her. "I like your pla?—"

Becky shoved Lucinda against the door, her mouth finding hers. Moans flitted through the empty house.

She ripped her mouth away. "Tour later. I need you now." Becky pulled Lucinda to her bedroom.

"So demanding," Lucinda protested.

Becky unbuttoned her shirt, watching as Lucinda shimmied out of her jeans. "Don't act like you don't like it, Lucinda."

Lucinda blushed and cleared her throat. "I could be in control."

"Yeah, but you don't want to be," Becky said roughly.

The doctor pulled off her t-shirt, leaving her only in her underwear. She crossed her arms over her full chest. "How do you know?"

Becky pulled her to her, lowering her hand to cup Lucinda's pussy. "Because you've been talkingback to me all day so I would take you home and teach you a lesson." She bit Lucinda's ear. "And because your panties are soaked through."

"I—" Lucinda stuttered.

Becky nudged Lucinda toward the bed. "Naked, now. I’ve got a surprise."

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