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1. Kara/Lena
“Kara!” Lena let out. Her hips chasing Kara’s fingers for that last bit of contact as Kara pulled out.
Kara sat back on her heels. She watched as Lena opened her eyes still breathing deeply, her legs still spread, her skirt bunched at her hips, her cunt still giving little twitches, her clit still swollen and wet calling for Kara to lean down and lavish it with her tongue. Instead, Kara made sure Lena was looking at her as Kara brought her wet fingers to her mouth. Kara moaned as the taste hit her tongue. She took them in to the knuckle her tongue swirling around them as she savored Lena’s taste.
Lena groaned, “God Kara, I missed this. I missed you. Why did we ever stop?,” she regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.
Kara turned away. She finished wiping her hand on her pants and straightened her clothes as she got up. “I should get going. I have that. Meeting. I have that meeting across town.” She took two steps before back tracking. She leaned down, one hand cupping Lena’s face. Kara pressed a quick soft kiss to Lena’s lips. And she was off.
Lena sat up slowly locating her panties at the other end of the couch quickly tugging them on and straightening her skirt. She was lucky she didn’t have any more meetings for the day. Just her, her coffee, and mountains of paperwork to get through. She leaned back in her chair and sighed. Why’d she have to say that? She knew why they’d stopped. She also knew why they started up again.
2. Alex/Maggie
Maggie adjusted the straps for Alex with seasoned hands. “Are you sure you want to do this Danvers? You can always back out,” Maggie said as she pushed Alex back with a hand on her chest.
Alex narrowed her eyes. She gripped the base of her strap. She’d never used a strap before, but she and Maggie had fooled around a few times now and she was confident she could make Maggie come. “Not a chance Sawyer,” she liked it when Maggie called her Danvers. “Now get over here.”
“Eager to see me take your strap?”
Alex swallowed, she was eager, so fucking eager, but she couldn’t let Maggie know that.
3. Winn/James
Winn hissed, “Careful man,” he said as he pulled back.
James pulled off completely letting Winn’s cock rest against his cheek. “Sorry, I guess I’m still amped up,” he kissed his cock head kissing down Winn’s length. Sloppy open mouthed kisses making smacking sounds as went down. He licked his way back to the tip before taking his and swallowing it completely. He stared at Winn as he sucked hollowing out his cheeks. He loved the little noises Winn made as he tried not to come, how he held James’ head stroking it so softly as kept himself from fucking into James’ mouth, not wanting to be rough.
James kept the methodical rhythm up slow and steady as he thought about the two men he just apprehended. He moaned as he rubbed himself through his pants smiling around Winn’s cock as he thought about the suit he was currently wearing. How Winn had made it just for him.
4. Andrea/William
Andrea panted as Willian thrust into her again and again. He had her bent over the table where just that morning she and Russell had shared a coffee before they went to work. “What time was Russ’ meeting supposed to be?” William got out through grunts.
Andrea gasped, “Fuck, seven,” she reached for her phone lying to her left on the table. “It’s eight. Shit he texted a minute ago he’s on his way,” she brought her hand down to touch her clit, “why’d you come so late?” She would have to hop in the shower as soon as they were done or Russell would notice the slight sheen of sweat.
5. Kelly/James
Kelly popped her head into his room once again. “Do you need anything?”
“I’m fine Kelly. You should go to bed,” he said smiling at her. “It’s just a small fracture.”
“It’s not fine.” She sat beside him on his bed. “You have a broken arm James. Your right arm. How are you-”
“I’ll be fine Kelly,” James interrupted putting his non broken arm around her. “Most of my work is just telling people what to do now, and my assistant can help me respond to emails, or I can do it just slower with my left hand. Besides,” he said, “it’s not like my girlfriend will fire me.”
Kelly smiles, “Yeah,” but her brow twitches, “some girlfriend. You have a broken arm and she’s off who knows where.”
James sighed, “We went over this. Something important came up. She’s a busy person.”
“What’s more important than you?” Kelly looked up at him. She saw his arm in a sling felt how he still held her with his other arm. His eyes warm and kind. She glanced down at his lips for a second. Then again. Lingering.
They leaned in ever so slightly. His breath teasing her skin. “We can’t keep doing this,” James whispered ever closer.
“You have a broken arm and a missing girlfriend Jimmy,” Kelly licked her lips, “you’re going to need help.” Her hand was slowly inching up his thigh. The kind of help she was offering was obvious.