Sorry for such the long wait.
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Clarke was practically dragged to the car once the Griffins shut the house door. She was biting her lip trying not to smile; if she does then Lexa would know how much she was enjoying it.
"You're going to explain to me what the hell you're father was talking about." Lexa hissed as she put the key in the ignition. She unbuttoned her blazer and took it off carefully; it cost $13,000. She folded it neatly and placed it in the back seat. Then she turned to look at Clarke who was flushed red while biting her lip.
"I'm sorry, Daddy." She whispered. Lexa narrowed her eyes and moved her hand to roughly cup Clarke's chin.
"You can't call me that. Not until you explain." Lexa growled before rolling her sleeves to her elbows and beginning to drive. On their way to Lexa's loft Clarke didn't dare to say a word. She kept her mouth shut. Well, metaphorically; it was hung open staring at Lexa's clenched jaw and that vein on her neck. Lexa was obviously angry, and completely and utterly jealous.
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The second Clarke closed the door Lexa had her front pushed against Clarke's back. The blonde's face stuck to the door with a surprised gasp. Clarke pushed her ass back to Lexa's front and heard the brunette growl before unzipping Clarke's dress from the back. The blue dress dropped onto the floor leaving Clarke in only her heels.
"No underwear?" Clarke smiled innocently as she turned her head over her shoulder to look at Lexa who was pulling at her tie with an angry smirk. The blonde turned her head back to face the door and suddenly gasped and moaned at the hard smack against her left asscheek. She was pushed forward at the impact and whimpered softly already feeling her asscheek stinging.
"Please." She whimpered out and pushed her naked ass towards Lexa. The brunette stepped back to admire the view as she pulled off her tie and threw it to her left. She began unbuttoning her shirt as she stepped forward and used her free hand to smack Clarke's right cheek. "Oh god!" The blonde's screams gave Lexa a rush as she pulled her shirt off and threw it in the same direction as the tie. She then rushed to step forward and wrap her arms around the blonde's waist. She sighed contently as her face was buried into Clarke's neck. She suddenly bit down as if realising that she was angry at her. Her hands made their way down to reach for the blonde's throbbing pussy. She rubbed her clit softly earning a quiet sigh before smacking hard on it. "Fuck!" Clarke yelped.
"Who's your daddy?" Lexa whispered harshly as she bit down on Clarke's ear. The blonde arched her head back and moaned at the pain.
"Daddy, please." She managed to gasp out as Lexa's fingers found their way to Clarke's clit once again. She pinched it roughly.
"Wrong answer." She was then pushed against the door. Lexa smacked her ass cheeks once another 3 times in a row watching Clarke's ass jiggle. She bent down onto her knees and moaned softly at the glorious sight. Full cheeks tainted pink, as she spread them everything inside was glistening with wetness. She couldn't help herself as she leaned forward and stuck her tongue out for a taste. Both the girls moaned at the action before Lexa pulled away once again.
"Please, Lexa." Clarke moaned out but all she got in return was another smack on the ass. She groaned as she felt her thighs tremble. Lexa caught her before she fell and made her way to the playroom.
"Don't talk." Her voice was stern as she dropped Clarke onto the bed. The blonde hummed as she lifted herself up to lay down properly in the middle of the bed. Lexa stood at the side and took off her shoes carefully before taking off the rest of her clothes. Clarke watched with a small smile at the thought that Lexa does the same thing every single time.
