Chapter 12 Falling Hard And Fast

• Seconds. Minutes. Hours.
• Hannah Morales wouldn't know the exact time that passed by as she lay in Serenity Gils's arm. Her body was extremely worn out from the earth-shattering and memory-altering orgasm she'd just experienced. Serenity's pale and slender skin left like a garden of clouds caressing her body, her steady breath like a soothing lullaby made the older woman nuzzle further in her arms, letting the smell of cashmere and vanilla alter her thoughts. Because Hannah Morales wasn't thinking. Hell, she wasn't. Well, certainly not as Mistress. Mistress would have never allowed a submissive fuck her.
• Even if she was attracted to them - and she has been attracted to most of her submissive in the past. Mistress would have never allowed a submissive to hold her like Serenity Gils currrntly was. But more importantly, Mistress would have never allowed herself to feel things for someone fifteen years younger than her. Neither would Hannah Morales. She shouldn't be lying here. Serenity Gils should have been out the door the moment she was done with her. But Hannah Morales couldn't, for the life of her, comprehend why she was finding comfort in Serenity's arms. Why was her bloody heart racing so fast? She's had orgasms in the past, a racing heart was never an after-effect.