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“Why are you here?” Carmen whispered, drifting closer to Lola like a listing sailboat cradled by the current.

Lola moved toward her like her feet didn’t touch the ground. Like she was carried on the same stream. “I…” her gaze flicked up from Carmen’s lips to her eyes and the effect was devastating.

Lost in the warmth of Lola’s eyes, Carmen closed the gap between them but stopped short of reaching out for her.

“I wanted to talk to you about the lawsuit,” Lola finally said, her voice low and husky and electrifying every inch of Carmen’s skin. “Why else would I be here?” The question had no bite. Embedded in each syllable was a coded message. A hope that Carmen would give her a reason to be there unrelated to Fortune.

Influenced by the pull of Lola’s lips, Carmen took a chance. “I thought maybe you wanted something else.”

“Like what?” Lola breathed more than she spoke.

Carmen’s attention darted back to Lola’s mouth. “Me.”

While Lola’s eyebrows furrowed like she was trying to work out the trick, Carmen surrendered her pride and slid her arm around Lola’s waist. At her touch, Lola held her breath and craned her chin up. An invitation. One Carmen readily accepted.

They’d never touched each other gently before, and Carmen almost didn’t know how to do it. Didn’t know how to kiss Lola without mauling her.

Trusting her instincts because she had no conscious thought left, Carmen pressed her other hand to Lola’s face, cupping her strong jaw in her palm.

When Lola closed her eyes and leaned into her touch, Carmen’s heart rocketed into her throat, sending her pulse fluttering wildly. But her movements were steady when she erased the inches between Lola’s mouth and hers.

Opening for her like she’d been waiting for this moment as long as Carmen had, Lola’s kiss was all soft lips. Engulfing her, Lola kissed her without biting her. Without pulling at her. And yet, Carmen felt the kiss more viscerally than she’d ever felt anything else.

Gently, as if she could ever be nervous to touch her when they’d already known each other’s bodies, Lola wrapped her arms around Carmen. Holding her close, Lola deepened their kiss.

The moan that rumbled in Carmen’s chest should have been embarrassing, but she didn’t care how much life she was pumping into Lola’s ego.

When Lola’s tongue slipped beyond her lips and into Carmen’s waiting mouth, Carmen felt it reverberating in her body. Felt it nipping at the shell of her ear and slithering between her thighs.

Lola’s grip tightened around her waist as she kissed her, infusing Carmen with all the desire she was holding back. She was kissing her like this on purpose, Carmen was sure. Devastating her in brand new and increasingly cruel ways. If only Carmen could find the will to care.

Legs trembling, Carmen took a few steps backward without breaking their kiss. When her ass found the edge of her desk, she leaned against it, needing something to help her stay on her feet.

And then Lola was pushing up her skirt. Not to ravage her, but to slip between her parted thighs and kiss her even more deeply.

Carmen wrapped her legs around Lola’s hips, pulling her in closer. Gripping the back of Lola’s neck with both hands, Carmen opened for Lola in every possible way. She gave herself to her. Let her take anything she wanted. Silently begged her to take it all.

It was Lola’s turn to moan into their kiss. Hands on Carmen’s ass and kiss penetrating her mouth, Lola moaned like she did when Carmen’s fingers were inside of her. When she was already stretched around her but Carmen found a way to slip in another finger.

“I want you,” Carmen groaned before tugging at Lola’s bottom lip with her teeth, not because she wanted to break the kiss, but because she needed to breathe.

Lola, with her kiss-swollen lips and her flushed cheeks, smirked. “I know.”

Wishing Lola’s hair was loose so she could bury her fist in it, Carmen grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her to her lips again. She needed more of that kiss. The agonizingly slow, deep kiss felt so much like Lola going down on her, but somehow even more intense. More intimate.

Hands sliding down Lola’s back, Carmen pulled her in closer. She wanted to feel every part of Lola’s body on hers. Wanted them to be wearing fewer clothes. To be anywhere but in this office. Carmen had never wanted to be well and truly fucked before. To feel Lola inside her while she tormented her with the kiss that would surely kill her soon.

Lola’s mouth slid down Carmen’s jaw. When she scraped her teeth over her neck, Carmen lost her mind and moaned too loudly. She pulled up the back of Lola’s shirt, slipping her hands under the fabric to find her soft, warm skin. Her tensing lower back muscles made Carmen ache to feel her on top of her, moving inside of her in the same slow, deep way her mouth was moving.

“I did that one!” A man’s voice shattered their steamy bubble. “Help me in the conference room. They left a bunch of…” the voice drifted away.

“I should go,” Lola said, hesitating for half a second before she untangled herself from Carmen.

“You don’t have to—”

“I have a meeting in the morning,” she replied without looking Carmen in the face.

“Lola—”