Page 24 of Scorched Hearts

“I’ll take whatever you choose,” Elle tried sounding nonchalant, but her voice was coated heavily with the feeling of her heartbeat.

Maya finished getting herself ready, and came back up to Elle, dragging her to the edge of the bed.

“Come on, raise that ass higher,” she said, putting a few fingers in Elle’s pussy to study how wet it still was. “Oh, we don’t need lubricant,” she whispered. “Elle, spit on it.”

Elle turned around, obediently spitting on the dildo, at the same time blushing at its size.

“Come on, it was in your drawer, don’t act surprised,” Maya scoffed. She put her fingers back inside, circling around slowly, warming Elle up.

“Yeah, I don’t usually…use them on myself…”

“You mean you don’t get fucked the way I fuck you?” Maya ran her other hand through Elle’s hair. “Poor darling, but you like it so much.” She put the cold tip of the dildo against her opening, making Elle quietly gasp.

“I only like it when you do it,” Elle admitted. “Doesn’t feel right with others.”

“I love to hear that.” Maya twisted Elle’s hair in her hand and pulled her head up, bending her back to its maximum. “Take it for me well,” she said before thrusting roughly into her.

It didn’t take her a long time to begin mercilessly pounding Elle with all her strength. Her body quickly remembered its way, and the rhythm drew the best out of Elle. She began moaning within a minute, the high-pitched, delicate moans Maya had a weakness for.

She might be a big tough firefighter, but that just made it all the sweeter for Maya to take her like this.

“I missed your moaning,” she said, panting.

“Fuck me harder, please,” Elle managed to fit in between one gasp for air and another.

“No problem,” Maya took Elle’s hips in her hands and slammed herself into Elle as if it were the last time she’d ever fuck.

The delicate moaning turned into long, loud screaming. Maya dug her fingers into Elle’s thighs as she slammed relentlessly into her, desperate to make her come a second time, confident she was hitting just the right spot. The melody she got out of Elle while getting deep into her pussy was something she enjoyed beyond measure. Suddenly, she slowed down the thrusts, looking to hear Elle’s meek begging for more.

She didn’t disappoint. Elle twisted her head and sweetly moaned to get it harder.

“Please.. Maya… fuck me..” Maya relished in the sight, feeling her own wetness drip onto the dildo and harness. Maya rewarded her by thrusting into her again and again building her rhythm once again.

“I want you to come for me like a good little slut, Elena. You’ll come when I say so.”

Elle was moaning and incoherent. Maya had never known anyone enjoy rough fucking like Elle did, and it was the sweetest pleasure to give it to her.

Maya reached her right hand under Elle’s hip. “I’m going to touch your clit for you wile I fuck you and you are going to come hard for me, okay?”

Maya slid her fingers against Elle’s clitoris as she kept fucking her faster and faster. “Come for me, Elena. Come for my big dick.”

Elle exploded beneath her, shuddering, screaming, shaking. Maya smiled to herself. She still had it. She pulled out slowly, allowing Elle to collapse prone onto the bed.

Maya got out of the harness and walked around the bed, raising Elle’s dizzy-with-pleasure head up to meet her eyes.

“I want you to feel something,” she took Elle’s hand and drove it down to her own dripping wet, untouched vulva. She left her hand there, letting Elle feel the entirety of her.

“I guess the party’s not over yet,” Elle said, coming back to life, spreading Maya’s legs wide apart and taking her place between her thighs. Maya put her hand on Elle’s head, guiding her however she liked.

She had to admit, Elle’s tongue felt the best. Quickly, her mind floated away, or rather dissipated into her body. There was nothing left but her body’s intense pleasure driving her to the edge of perception. She gripped Elle’s hair tighter, expecting her to finish her off.

Instead, Elle pulled away, only torturing her further with her fingers, leaving Maya in quiet spasms of craving.

“I want you to come on my face,” she murmured, lying down.

Maya had no choice but to follow or go mad with this bodily craving. Elle’s touch was the only thing she cared for at the moment, so she knelt obediently above Elle’s face, spreading her legs wide. She felt a slap on her ass and looked at Elle in complete surprise.

“Look at you, what a good girl,” Elle said before diving back in to finish what she’d started.

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