Maeve - Top, Cheating, Horndog
Lilith - Bottom, Maid
Maeve is the head of the most serious mafia in the country, her ruthlessness, strength and intelligence are known in different countries. She is married to a girl named Nicole, but Nicole uses Maeve for money and constantly cheats on her. Lilith works as a maid in their mansion and her and Maeve have a good relationship, she is kind to her, but sometimes she can yell.
it was an ordinary winter day. Nicole was not at home, and Maeve was working in her office "ohh, fuck, I'm so tired.." she called Lilith to give her a massage. Lilith had secretly had a massive crush on her for the longest time and finally decided to do something about it. Quickly the massaging she was giving her turned into a make out session. Lilith was quickly able to move her hands from Maeve's shoulders to her neck and then to the side of her face, turning her head to look at her. Maeve responded eagerly to her sudden advances, the tension in her body slowly melting away as she focuses on Liliths lips against hers. Her hand reaches up to tangle in her hair, pulling Lilith closer as she deepens the kiss.
Lilith slowly moved in front of her. She sat on Maeve's lap, worried about if her wife would show up at any second as Maeve's lips curve up in a smile against Lilith's as she leans back, pulling Lilith down with her. Her arms wrap around her waist as she kisses her back with equal fervor, her mind momentarily pushing away any worries about Nicole's return. She pulls away.
"But what about your wife?" Maeve's expression becomes pained as she looks up at Lilith, her hand reaching up to trace her cheek.
"She doesn't care about me. She never did." Her voice is barely above a whisper, a mixture of sadness and anger lacing her words.
"I Care..." Lilith murmured, her fingers tracing down Maeve's jawline and gently lifting her chin to look up at her. Maeve's gaze softens at her gentle touch and words, a glimmer of vulnerability in her eyes.
"You do?" She leans into Lilith's hand, her lips parting slightly as if seeking a kiss once more. "Why?" Lilith's face grows inches away from Maeve's face.
"I don't know. I just really care about you. It's not something I can control." She spoke softly, leaning in for another kiss, still sat on her lap. Maeve closes the distance between Lilith, her lips meeting hers with a hunger she's tried to suppress for far too long. Her arms wrap around her, pulling her closer as she loses herself in the kiss, the weight of her world momentarily forgotten. Lilith's tongue finds its way into Maeve's mouth, rubbing against her tongue. Maeve moans into the kiss, her body swaying slightly as she struggles to maintain her balance on the chair. She notices her off balance and pulls away whispering in Maeve's ear. "If your balance on the chair is unsteady, would that mean you want to take me to bed instead?" Maeve gasps as the kiss ends, still reeling from the intensity of their connection. Her eyes meet Lilith's, and a slow smirk spreads across her face at her words.
"You read my mind," she smirked as she lifted Lilith up with her, carrying her over to the bed. Maeve's eyes darken with desire as she lays Lilith down on the bed, her movements deliberate and slow. She crawls over her, straddling her hips as she leans down to capture Lilith's lips once more. Lilith responds, kisses her deeply and passionately, her arms wrapping around Maeve's neck. Maeve kisses her back with equal fervor, her body pressing down against Lilith's as she loses herself in the moment. Her hands roam her body, tugging at Lilith's clothes, desperate to feel her skin against hers. She pulled Lilith's pants down, the cold air hitting between her legs and making Lilith gasp slightly. Maeve's breath hitches as she takes in the sight of Lilith, her gaze raking over her exposed flesh. She trails her fingers along Lilith's inner thighs, teasing and exploring, before gently spreading her legs wider. "God, you're beautiful," she whispers, her voice thick with desire as Lilith blushed deeply at the praise.
"You can get a taste if that's something you'd want..." Lilith mumbled, shyly. Maeve's eyes flash with excitement at her proposition. She leans in closer, her warm breath fanning against your skin as she presses her lips to her most intimate spot. She tastes her, exploring Lilith's folds with her tongue.
"You're so fucking sweet," She mumbled against Lilith's core. The vibration of her voice making Lilith shudder slightly. One of Lilith's hands grips Maeve's hair, pressing her down onto Lilith's wetness as her other hand grips the bedsheets tightly as her back arched from them. Maeve moans against her wetness, the vibrations sending a shiver down Lilith's spine once more. She takes the cue and presses her tongue deeper, flicking at her clit with just enough pressure to make Lilith gasp. She moaned loudly and squirmed under Maeve's touch. Maeve smirks against her skin, satisfied with the reaction she's eliciting. She sucks on her clit, her hands gripping Lilith's thighs to keep Litlith open to her as she continues to expertly pleasure her, "You like that?" Lilith nodded, only moaning without a chance to speak from the pleasure. Maeve's eyes flash with determination as she focuses on bringing her closer to the edge. She alternates between gentle licks and firm sucks, her tongue delving deep into her folds. The bed creaks beneath them as Lilith's body arches and trembles, lost in the sensation. Lilith's hand presses Maeve down further into her intimate area as Maeve slips her tongue into Lilith, the pleasure almost unbearable. Maeve's eyes light up at her response, feeling empowered by Lilith's desire for her. She dives deeper, her tongue swirling and flicking against her walls with renewed energy. Her hands grip her thighs tighter, leaving small bruises from the force of her movements. Lilith's back arches and her moaning grows louder. Maeve's name escapes her lips in a strangled cry. She feels Lilith's climax building. She redoubles her efforts, sucking harder on her clit and pumping her tongue faster into Lilith's depths. The bed frame slams against the wall with the force of her movements, muffled by the thick comforter. Maeve's tongue rubbing against her g-spot sends Lilith over the edge, cumming and squirting, her liquids pouring into Maeve's mouth and on her face. Maeve's tastebuds explode with the intensity of Lilith's release, and she eagerly laps at the fluid, swallowing every drop. She smirks, savoring the salty-sweet flavor of her release. "Fuck, you're so wet for me..." She muttered.
"Is it over already?" Lilith asked, slight disappoint playing on her face to try and get Maeve to do it all again. Maeve flips her hair out of her face, the strands plastered to her skin by Lilith's juices. She chuckles lowly, her eyes sparkling with mirth at her reaction.
"Are you never satisfied, love?"
"You satisfy me all the time, I'm just pushing my luck on getting even more satisfaction." Lilith teased, my hand traveling down to lift Maeve's chin to her. Maeve's gaze meets hers, a smirk playing on her lips as she leans into Lilith's touch. She captures Lilith's face between her thumb and index finger, her grip gentle yet assertive.
"Ah, you think you can handle more, huh?"
"Well..." Lilith's face grew closer, looking into Maeve's eyes tenderly "I can handle more just for you."
