WARNING: There is a sex scene in this chapter so if you don't like it, skip over it. Please read and review. Enjoy!
Becky laid on the bed with Sierra's head on her chest, running her fingers through her hair. "Love?"
"Yes?" Sierra asked, tracing her fingers over Becky's stomach.
"Are you happy?"
"Of course I am! Why..."
"I don't mean with me, I know you're happy with me. I mean with work. I've noticed that you seem kind of down lately." Becky explained and Sierra sighed.
"I love working there, don't get me wrong but...it's not what I want to do."
"Do you want to quit?"
"No! I just wish I could do something else." Sierra said, pressing her lips to Becky's stomach and she smiled when the other woman giggled.
"That tickles, stop it. So...what would you do if you had your choice?"
"Honestly I'd love to be a backstage interviewer."
"Why don't you talk to Shane about it then?" Becky questioned, moaning when Sierra ran her tongue over her stomach. "You're trying to distract me."
"No, you just taste so good. I've thought about talking to him but I've just never done it." Sierra climbed between Becky's legs and pulled her panties off, tossing them on the floor.
"Just what are you doing love?" Becky asked, gasping when Sierra buried her face between her legs and began to use her tongue on her. "Oh God..."
"Told you that you taste good." Sierra whispered before going back to using her tongue and adding her fingers as well.
"Sierra...don't stop." Becky moaned, grinding her hips against Sierra's tongue and fingers as she reached down to grab a handful of her hair.
Sierra reached up with her other hand and massaged Becky's breast, moving her tongue and fingers faster. "Yes, so close...Sierra!" Becky cried out, her back arching off the bed as she came.
She sat up, licking her lips before crawling up Becky's body and kissing her. Sierra squealed in surprise when Becky flipped them over so she was on her back.
"Your turn love but first I want you to promise me something." Becky said, pulling Sierra's panties off and brushing her thumb over her clit.
"Anything! Becky please..."
"Promise me you'll talk to Shane and I'll make you come so many times you'll be begging me to stop." She swirled her tongue around her clit, pushing two fingers inside her.
"Ok, fine! Yes! I'll talk to him just...please baby."
"That's my girl." Becky stated before moving to make good on her own promise.