"Look who decided to grace us with her presence," Rachel Fisher remarked as she walked into Hannah Morales's office. Pushing her glasses down to her nostrils, Hannah looked at her best friend through her lashes. "What do you want, Rachel?" murmured Hannah unenthusiastically. She looked at Rachel through her glasses momentarily before shifting her attention back to the file before her. "You know, for someone who spent the last five days getting laid, you're grumpy. Did Serenity not make you finish?" Cocooned Rachel. She pulled the empty chair opened Hannah and took a sit and folded her legs. Grabbing a file on Hannah's table, Rachel went through it briefly before deciding it wasn't worth her while and dropped it, then leaned forward on the chair and rested her hand on the desk.Hannah rolled her eyes again, this time, not bothering to look at Rachel. "You know, for someone who used to be a doctor, you spend a lot of time at a lesbian bondage club. What could be the reason?" Hannah w

Hannah"Yes baby, Rachel and I just got into our uber," Hannah Morales spoke into her phone whilst juggling with her handbag and trying to put on her seatbelt. Once done, she looked into her phone, smiling at her screen revealing Serenity's full paint-staint face. Hannah sucked in a breath. Of course, she'd seen her lover painting severally, but somehow, it still manage to suck air out of her lungs. It was the way Serenity delicately held the brush as though she was afraid of hurting the canvas. It was how the veins on her hand became more visible and more attractive whenever she held a brush. It was how she stuck out the tip of her tongue as she concentrated, particularly when she was trying to capture a surreal emotion. And lastly, it was how beautiful she looked doing what she loved that made Hannah fall in love every second."You okay baby?" Serenity's worried voice brought Hannah back to reality. She shook her head, smiling sheepishly."Yeah, why?" Serenity smiled, looking

Hannah"You know, we don't have to show up right?" Rachel purrs, standing behind Hannah who currently sat in front of the vanity. Rachel brushes Hannah's hair, soothing her friend of the nerves she tried to mask.Hannah lips curved upwards, the smile never reaching her eyes. "No, I want to. It's foolish but I want to be there, for Mrs Wellington," Hannah says, trying more to convince herself than Rachel.Rachel Fisher could care less about honouring the invite. Well, that's a lie. Good food, liquor and a chance to spit in the face of the woman who hurt your best friend? Hell yeah! But if doing all that meant having Hannah face her mother when she clearly wasn't ready, then Rachel would in a heart beat, shove it down the drain. She knew her best friend, and right now, she was certain she knew Hannah more than Hannah knew herself."That's bullshit," Rachel says bluntly, dropping the brush on the vanity and turning Hannah's chair to face her. "Hannah, we don't have to be here if you don’

HannahSix orgasms later, Hannah Morales sat in the lobby of the Everton Villa, sipping on a half-empty glass of wine before her as a means to evade the thunderous questions raining on her. Rachel has always had mouth diarrhoea, so much so that she didn’t know what questions to ask at what time.Like right now, barely ten minutes until the start of their meeting – which by the way, the client was late for, Rachel kept pocking intimate questions out of Hannah. Again, whilst Hannah didn’t have a problem giving Rachel all the grisly toe curling details of her sexual life with Serenity, she had a problem now. Mainly because she could not tell Rachel everything without escaping to the bathroom to jerk off. Well, that, and also because their current environment didn’t warrant such conversation.“I won’t tell you a thing until you tell me what happened with Mavery? I thought things were moving smoothly with you two? What happened? Or Rather, what did you do?” Hannah decided to flip the table

Hannah"Mind telling me what that was?" Serenity asked in between breaths. As soon as they made it to the elevator, both women slammed their lips together, their backs hitting every corner of the elevator. It was a miracle the elevator didn't stop on any of the floors on its way up. "Are you sure?" Hannah asked, barely unable to tear her lips from Serenity's. "No," Serenity answered, before seizing Hannah's lips in hers. Hannah moaned when Serenity's hands flew to her bottom, grabbing and squeezing it hard. Then, Serenity kissed Hannah's jaw, gently biting her chin before making her way to Hannah's neck. "You smell delicious, baby" Serenity whispered groggily, almost as if she was intoxicated from Hannah's smell. One after the other, Hannah's clothes dropped to the ground, as did Serenity. Now, Hannah took the lead, kissing all over Serenity's chest, making her way down to her chiselled stomach. Dipping her lips in Serenity's navel, Hannah's hand flew to her center, grabbing the s