Midnight Hookup
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  • Time 1h 10m
  • Reads 163
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 5
  • Time 1h 10m
Ongoing, First published Nov 29, 2023
Mature
*GxG smut warning*
After a breakup, Elora goes looking for a rebound.  She meets Cass, a bartender who catches her eye.

"Need anything else to drink before we get started?" Cass asked, pulling the apartment door shut behind them. Her lips grazed Elora's ear as she spoke.
Elora raised her shoulders up. "Do you want anything?"
Cass backed her against the kitchen counter. "Other than you?"
Elora gasped as she was picked up and set on the countertop. The granite was cold against her warm thighs.  
Cass slid a hand up Elora's neck to sit between her collarbone and jaw. "I was watching you earlier...with that guy and I was just thinking how I could fuck you so much better."
     "Oh really?" She breathed, wrapping her legs around the other woman's waist.
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