Sanvers has some sexy time!
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Maggie’s hands were gripping the headboard, and the cuffs were pulled tight against her wrists.
Her shirt and her bra were already off, leaving her jeans and her underwear. Alex kneeled in between her legs and slowly, torturously, undid her belt.
The denim was being drug down her smooth legs at a slightly faster rate. This just left her underwear, and the growing wet patch it revealed. Maggie sighed loudly as Alex ran her finger over her underwear, “Alex, please.”
The taller woman chuckled and removed her hand, earning a groan from the woman underneath her.
“I want you silent. You remember our color system? I only want to hear red, green, and yellow, from you. Do you understand?”
“Green.” Came the quick reply.
Her fingers found her way to her lips and traced the outside of them gently. They found their way down her neck…and stopped to grip her throat slightly, eliciting a moan from Maggie.
With fire in her eyes, she snatched her hand away. “Silent.”
Maggie nodded and closed her eyes. Alex replaced her hand gently…just skirting her fingers down her chest…over her nipples, forming them into hard mounds…her sternum. Tracing each scar and bruise she found…until she worked her way to her hip bones. She gently peeled her underwear off and threw it across the room.
With a sigh from Maggie, she bit lightly into her hip. Maggie had to bite her lip to keep from moaning as teeth grazed her skin. Her wetness coated her thighs, and ran onto the bed beneath them.
“You’re wet for me baby. The sheets are soaked from you and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
A strangled noise came from the back of Maggie’s throat. Alex’s fingers slid her way through Maggie’s wet folds, suddenly, but then slowly. She heard a gasp coming from her girlfriend. She smiled and slowly slid a finger into her. She pumped at such a slow pace that Maggie was grinding onto her finger, vying for more relief.
After what seems like ages, Maggie hears Alex’s voice. “Okay, honey. Use your words. Tell me what you want.”
“I need…i-inside. Please.” Maggie groaned breathlessly.
“You’re such a good girl for me, telling me what you need. I love that.”
Alex slid two fingers into Maggie, and Maggie bucked hard against them. Alex pumped in and out of her girlfriend, viciously, yet lovingly. Her tongue found her clit and her lips gently closed around the mound, sucking it into her mouth.
A scream tore from Maggie’s throat and she wanted nothing more than to tangle her fingers in her hair and pull.
Her words flew from her mouth in the form of sobs, but Alex knew she wasn’t crying. She was close. “Fuck, Ally. Green, green, green. Please…don’t stop.”
Alex curled her fingers inside of Maggie, hitting the spot she knew needed her attention.
“Cum for me, Maggie. Now.”
And at those words, Maggie came. Hard. Her hips jerked and her head buzzed until she finally, finally, finally, sank down onto the bed. She stayed inside of her, just long enough, because she knows how Maggie likes it.
Alex crawled up her body and unlocked the cuffs, kissing the red lines that had formed from Maggie’s joyous struggling.
She set the handcuffs on the side table and helped Maggie sit up slowly. Her hands brought a glass of water to her lips, and Maggie drank graciously. After she was done, Alex laid her back down gently.
Alex slid into bed beside her and gently pulled the sheet on top of them, knowing Maggie couldn’t sleep without something covering her.
Alex pulled Maggie into her chest, and Maggie swung her leg over Alex’s, and threw her arm across the older woman’s ribs. “How was that, Mags? Are you okay?”
“Amazing.” She mumbled as her eyes closed from exhaustion.
“I love you.”
“I love you back, Danvers. Always. And it’s your turn in the morning, I’m gonna pass out right now.”
Alex chuckled and they both fell into a deep sleep, wrapped in each other’s warmth.