Untamed

22

There was nothing sweet about the way Heather touched her doe eyed lover.

Every whimper, every gasp, every plea fueled her hunger, her frustration had been building up and now she was about ready to burst.

The need to mark every spot she kissed was met, digging her teeth in without mercy she left big dark hickeys in her wake.

Shelby arched her back when Heather attacked her neck, the mixture of pleasure and pain was mesmerizing, her toes curled and she pushed and pulled Heather back into her.

She didn't understand the sensations rushing through her body, Heather put all her past lovers to shame, her body responded to her touch like she was virgin.

"Fuck!" Shelby struggled when Heather bit hard into her neck.

Heather licked the already forming bruise certain her vixen had had enough, she kissed the tears falling down the side of Shelby's face.

"Are you okay?"

Shelby nodded letting out a shaky breath through her mouth, her body couldn't handle any more punishments.

"I'm sorry." Heather kissed every hickey she put on her body softly and slowly. "You bring out the beast in me."

"Your arm's
too smooth for a beast but your legs though."

Shelby giggled when Heather attacked her sides with her fingers.

"I'm too hairy for you now?"

"N-no pl-e-ease I can't." Shelby rolled from side to side trying to escape Heather's fingers.

"I'm not feeling very forgiving today."

"Pl-ea-se I'm go-i-i-ing to die."

Heather finally stopped so Shelby could breath.

"I hate you."

Heather arched her brow raising her fingers slowly.

"I'm just joking, I swear." Shelby held her sides. "I love you."

Heather paused her movements gaping at Shelby.

"Don't make it weird, I don't love you like that."

Two hearts skipped a beat.

"Sure, I know."

"Can you let me up please?"

Heather finally evaluated their position, Shelby was lying on her desk with Heather standing in between her legs. Black long hair spread over the desk, long legs wrapped around Heather's waist pulling her closer to the heat from Shelby's core.

"Oh no you don't." Shelby snapped her fingers in front of Heather's face.

"I know that look on your face, it's what I see before something goes wrong."

Quiet laughter swam in Heather's eyes. "What would that be?"

"That split second before my clothes are flying through this office in different directions."

"And that's wrong?" Heather played with the waistband of Shelby's jeans.

"It should be a crime the things you do to my body."

A throaty moan filled the room when Heather's fingers grazed her pulsating clit. "Fuck"

"I need to be inside you." Heather slid two of her fingers into Shelby moaning from the feeling.

Shelby's eye rolled feeling full with Heather's fingers inside her, she grabbed the tables edge when she felt Heather's fingers move.

"Your pussy is so tight baby."

Shelby gasped and panted, Heather was stroking her fingers into her at a ridiculously slow pace, it was driving Shelby mad.

"Heather" Shelby whined "Please."

"Please what darling." Heather smirked stopping all movement entirely enjoying the look on her lovers face, if she could turn to ashes from the fiery glare pinned on her she would.

"You better move your fingers or I'll do it myself."

Heather knew it was time to stop teasing so she readjusted Shelby with an evil smirk on her lips.

"With pleasure my love.".

Shelby didn't know what happened after that, she thought she knew how Heather could make her feel but she was far from the truth.

Heather was a force, one that kept Shelby's mouth wide open and her eyes constantly rolling, she tried everything to keep her back on the desk but Heather's fingers were hitting spots she never knew existed.

Tears filled her eyes and leaked from the side of her face blurring out the image of the woman creating havoc to her body.

"Baby-fuck."

"Don't think of telling me to stop darling cause I'm on a roll right now, you my love-" Shelby hissed when Heather pinched her nipple hard. "-are in for a ride, all you have to do is hang on, I wouldn't want to stop just because you passed out."

Shelby gasped leaning her head back when Heather just went faster, the tables edge wasn't the only thing Shelby was holding on to so dearly.

Her legs were shaking uncontrollably from the foreign feeling she was experiencing, she was so close to the edge yet her body wouldn't let her crash, the pain blossoming in her lower abdomen made her cry out and grab Heather but she didn't stop her hands, tears flowed freely down her face but she let herself be fucked senseless.

Heather felt her lover tense and knew she was close, her head was thrown back and her back arched off the table when Heather increased her pace...again.

"Fuck!" Shelby didn't know if she could handle another pace change, her body was too strung up and any slight motion could push her off the edge but still, the edge was refusing to budge. Her fingers sank deep into Heather's back, pulling her close and putting herself in a position where it wasn't just fast but also impossibly deep.

"Fuck- I ca-n't, too much, t-oo much." Shelby pleaded with fresh tears in her eyes.

"Remember the last thing I said darling? I'll only stop when I know you can't take it and I know you can" Heather replaced her fingers with her mouth, sliding her tongue deep into Shelby's entrance.

"Oh God!" Shelby's body cracked to life, her fingers gripped Heather's head pushing her into her core.

Heather picked up the pace steadily till Shelby was quivering, with a slight smile she pushed one finger back into her while flicking her tongue on her over sensitive clit.

"Please." Shelby cried out.

Heather curved her finger dragging her screaming lover over the edge, smiling when she went limp on the desk, she wiped her juices from her face and carefully removed her finger.

Heather smiled at a passed out Shelby, she couldn't wait until they could go again.

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Lenifty
hoelitdays. I miss you _Laramie_
ho__sanna.