"Deeper..."
"I can't do that, I'll hurt you..."
"Yes, you can, baby, please," I whisper tilting my head back and leaning it on the wall when Iselen lifts my thigh up and leans it against her waist, pushing her middle finger deeper in my pussy. "Oh, God, yes... fuck, so good..."
I tangle my fingers in her hair and pull her head closer to mine, our lips meld in a filthy kiss, our tongues swirl at a feverish pace and I don't remember why this was a bad idea anymore, why I should stay away from Iselen o why we shouldn't be doing this here, in the gym's locker room at the headquarters. Her torso sticks to mine and I wish I could get rid of her clothes to feel her warm skin touching mine like I did last night.
The pretty Spanish lady chuckles while muffling my groan with her lips and moves her finger inside my wet pussy, leaning the heel of her hand on my mound, putting subtle pressure on my clit before she starts moving the hand in circles. I gasp in her mouth while a tingling spreads from my core to my limbs, my legs shake and I'd fall on the floor if I wasn't trapped between her body and the wall. How did I get here? Oh yes, Iselen dragged me to the locker room to kiss me for the last time before going upstairs to the dorms, one thing led to another and now I have my jeans and panties around my ankles.
I spent 24 amazing hours with her, everything was perfect, from the delicious food in that fancy restaurant to the hotel suite. Iselen is sweet, attentive, passionate, sexy, generous, playful, hot... And she knows how to listen without judging you. I never talked to anyone about my family in such an open way ever before. The lieutenant colonel makes me feel comfortable when she's around, I relax and lower my defences, I guess this is the reason why sex is so good, intense and pleasant. I'm surprised at my own reactions too, I've never been a passionate woman in bed or out of it but, for some reason I don't understand, I can't keep my hands off Iselen. She drives me crazy, damn it.
"Ruby, what are you doing? We don't have time for this... Oh, fuck!" The lieutenant colonel grumbles through her gritted teeth when my fingers unzip her jeans and my hand sneaks into her panties.
"So hot and wet," I gasp against her lips and she nods with her eyes shut but never stops moving her hand over my pussy. "So fucking hot."
Her mouth meets mine in a filthy kiss again when I circle her clit. We both struggle to keep a steady pace while our tongues swirl and we try to muffle our moans so no one can hear us from the corridor. Luckily, we're the only ones who come to train in this gym which means that only our friends could bump into us... And colonel Larsen. Fuck, that would suck. We better get this over with as soon as possible, no matter how much I'd love to spend the entire evening fingering this hot bitch.
I thrust my fingers inside her pussy to collect her juices and slide them towards her sensitive node, rubbing it mercilessly. I close my eyes and tilt my head back against the wall, trying to focus on keeping a steady and fast pace despite her hand against my core is about to throw me over the edge. Iselen leans her forehead on my cheek, gasping against my neck, so close to me that I could meld with her. I lean my free hand on her shoulder and dig my fingers into her jacket to try to stay on my feet while my muscles get tense.
"Oh, God, yes, don't stop... Fuck, baby..." I clench my jaw when I shatter finally, bucking my hips against her hand while pleasure runs wild through my veins. Iselen raises her head abruptly and kisses me again to muffle our moans when she reaches the ecstasy too, short but very intense.
"Woman, you're going to kill me," she whispers out of breath, leaning her body against my torso, I struggle a little to breathe because she's squeezing me against the wall but I don't care because it feels like a hug despite our arms didn't move.
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Sappho's Commando
FanfictionNot all women wear pearls and sensible shoes to work, some wear dog tags and combat boots.
