Page 28 of The Politician

Sarah leaned back in the seat and closed her eyes. “Letting you drive says it all, I think.” She yawned. “Ten minutes, and I’ll be fine.”

Her breathing became heavy. Her jaw softened, the tension drained from her face, and within a few minutes, she looked completely at peace. It had to be an art form to be able to fall asleep so quickly. Either that, or it was exhaustion taking over. But after the previous week, in which Sarah had seemed more tense, Kendra was relieved to see her relax a little.

She turned her attention to the road so she wouldn’t miss the turning to the cottage she’d booked for their overnight stay before heading to Todmorden in the morning. She’d opted for a self-catering rental and pre-ordered pizzas for delivery at seven p.m. so they could be out of the way of anyone and everyone. She’d bought a small bag of supplies—tea, coffee, milk, breakfast, and two bottles of merlot—and hoped she hadn’t forgotten anything important. She went through the list in her mind as she turned towards the property. She parked up outside, and Sarah opened her eyes.

“We’re here,” Kendra said, studying the thatched-roof cottage with small leaded windows that resembled the image online.

“It looks perfect,” Sarah said and got out of the car.

Kendra took the supplies through to the kitchen while Sarah took their overnight cases to the bedroom. Kendra opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. She handed one to Sarah when she entered the kitchen.

Sarah put the glass on the side, drew Kendra to her, and kissed her. “You did a great job today. Thank you.”

Kendra swept a loose strand of hair from her face and traced the line of her cheek and chin and across her lips. Warmth spread from her chest and butterflies took flight in her stomach. “You really want to talk about work?” she asked. The intensity in Sarah’s unwavering gaze and the slight quiver of her lip answered the question. Sarah’s vulnerability tasted of passion and something she couldn’t identify, that made her feel equally exposed. “Shower?”

Sarah nodded.

“Did you know they had a wet room?” Sarah asked.

Kendra undid the buttons on Sarah’s blouse. “I did my research.” She traced her fingers across the soft flesh of Sarah’s breast and followed the edge of the red lacy bra that matched Sarah’s top perfectly. She imagined her panties to be the same colour but didn’t care for Sarah wearing them right now. “Your skin is so soft.” She kissed the line her fingers had just traced, slipped the blouse from Sarah’s shoulders, and released the bra. She took Sarah’s nipple into her mouth and felt Sarah’s hands at the back of her head, tugging her closer. She teased her with her teeth and tongue, and her core ached to feel Sarah’s touch. She bit Sarah’s nipple, eliciting a moan from her that she silenced with a firm kiss.

Sarah pulled away, her breaths coming short and fast. She undid Kendra’s trousers and slid them to the floor, ran her hand through Kendra’s hair, down over her breasts, and between her legs. “You’re so warm, so wet.”

Kendra stepped out of her clothes, turned on the shower, and pulled Sarah who was still half-dressed under the water with her.

“Ah, that’s bloody freezing.”

Kendra laughed. She pushed Sarah up against the wall and silenced her feeble complaint with a deep kiss until the water warmed and Sarah relaxed in her arms. She removed Sarah’s clothes, threw them to the side, and pushed her back against the wall. She held her gaze as she moved her hand between her legs.

Sarah gasped, cupped Kendra’s breast, and traced around Kendra’s nipple with her thumb. “I need you inside me,” she said.

Kendra tilted her head and raised her eyebrows as she explored the silky wetness beneath Sarah’s folds. Sarah trembled at her fingers, and the throbbing pulse between her own legs intensified. She would make Sarah wait just a little bit longer. She ran her hand through Sarah’s hair, tilted her head backwards, and kissed her tenderly on the lips, pressing her firmly against the wall with her body. Sarah nipped at Kendra’s lip, and she pulled back.

“You’re driving me wild,” Sarah whispered.

Kendra smiled.

Sarah squeezed Kendra’s butt and ran her hand up Kendra’s back and through her hair. “Fuck me, Kenny. Please, fuck me.”

Kendra gently stroked Sarah’s clit, pressed between Sarah’s folds with her fingers, and made rhythmical movements that had Sarah gasping and arching into Kendra’s hand. She kissed Sarah’s neck and slid her fingers inside her. She moved with a slow, deep rhythm, relishing the silky-smooth softness, the way Sarah responded to her touch, and the feel of Sarah’s pert breasts sliding against her own. Sarah grabbed her shoulders and gripped her tightly, and Kendra made deeper and slower thrusts and then shallower and faster, and Sarah cried out. She returned to slow and deep, and massaged the softness inside her with her fingertips, and Sarah became heavier in her arms. She kissed her on the mouth and mixed up the rhythm of her thrusts until Sarah bucked at her touch and started to tremble. She held her tightly and kissed her tenderly as Sarah fell into her arms.

“Holy fucking shit,” Sarah said, her words interspersed with gasps.

Kendra laughed. Sarah’s eyes shone, as if filled with excitement and discovery. Sarah smiled as she regained her breath, and she traced the length of Kendra’s body, stopping at her breast to explore her nipple between her fingers. Fire shot through to Kendra’s core, and her clit throbbed. Sarah turned Kendra around and pinned her back to the wall.

“My turn,” she said and kissed her way down Kendra’s body.

Kendra jolted at the flick of Sarah’s tongue against her clit, and her knees threatened to give way. She held Sarah’s head, resisting the urge to pull her tightly into her, though she wanted Sarah’s tongue deep inside her. Sarah kneeled and spread Kendra’s legs further to expose her and licked and sucked her clit. The exquisite sensation built quickly. Kendra moved to slow down the rise, to savour the sensation. Sarah grabbed her butt and tugged her back to her mouth and entered her with her tongue and then her fingers.

“Fuck.” She cried out as Sarah’s thrusts came faster, and the burning at her clit transformed into electric waves that fired through every cell in her body. Wave after wave came, each causing her to shake uncontrollably until Sarah stood and kissed her.

Kendra reached for the shower gel, squeezed some into her hands, and started to wash Sarah’s body. She trailed the soap that slid down her shoulders with her tongue. “I prefer the taste of you,” she said and spat out the suds.

“Hm.” Sarah stroked across her eyebrow, down her nose, and across her lips. “You’re so beautiful,” she said.

Kendra jumped at the knock on the front door. “Shit. I ordered pizza.”

Sarah laughed. She quickly dried herself, got dressed, and ran out of the bathroom.

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