Sharon/Brenda + In the office
There was something sexy about having the highest ranking woman in the LAPD on her knees, Sharon would later think as she thought of this night.
Brenda had a tongue that was gentle, but fingers that were fast and unforgiving, thrusting in and out of her as she leant against the edge of the chief's desk with her skirt hiked up her hips and her head tossed back in ecstasy.
It was inevitable that they would have ended up sleeping together; the arguing, the banter, and those heated glares did something for both of them; and Sharon would be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying herself as the blonde's mouth and fingers worked in unison to bring her to her climax.
If Sharon had known this was what it took to get Brenda to shut up, maybe she would have kissed her sooner, and maybe Brenda would have been able to whisper against her mouth months ago that she wanted her - but maybe it was better that it took as long as it did.
Sometimes waiting was half the fun; but now, as Brenda's lips surrounded her clit and started sucking mercilessly, there would be no more waiting.