And Violet herself looked even better.
She still was completely composed in her muted gray wardrobe, her thick rimmed glasses slipping a bit further down in a familiar way, seemingly just so she could look at Candace over them, the intent in her eyes clear. When that hand finally glided between Candace's legs, two fingers drawing over her slippery skin all the way to her clit, Candace couldn't help but buck her hips forward, desperate for the contact.
Violet didn't stop though, instead spreading her wetness all over her hood and above, until she hit neatly trimmed hair. Then she moved back, just as slowly, watching Candace the whole time and drinking in her reaction. When her fingers slithered back down to her entrance, Candace's eyes followed the motion, silently wishing them inside. She didn't know how much longer she could wait.
Another scratch against her scalp, this one a bit more firm, brought her eyes back up.
"Look at me." Violet said, her voice deep but smooth. "I want to see you." The tips of her fingers prodded at Candace's entrance for a few more torturous seconds as she confirmed Candace was indeed obeying before they finally slid in.
The motion was slow, sadistically so, making Candace hold her breath out of fear of doing something wrong and making Weston stop. With each long, excruciating second, she felt Violet's fingers sink further inside, claiming her inch by inch, the ache in her core finally being eased away. It hurt to be so empty for so long but now with Violet's fingers inside her, she felt like she could finally breathe.
Her eyes lost focus as she concentrated on the sensation but Violet seemed to be just as mesmerized by her reaction, their gazes still locked.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Violet's fingers bottomed out but she didn’t pause. She eased them back out only to sink back in, keeping the slow, sensual rhythm, filling Candace deliciously and making her struggle to keep her breathing even.
It’s been awhile since she'd been fucked like this. Slowly. Deliberately. Thoroughly. Heat crept from her lower abdomen to her chest and into her face, her breathing erratic as her world zeroed in on those couple of fingers fucking her. Slipping in and out of her. Making embarrassing soft, sticky sounds. Her clit was pulsing nonstop, begging for attention but she knew she wouldn't be able to hold on for long if Violet decided to give her what she needed. Fuck, she was about to embarrass herself by coming in a few short minutes wasn’t she? Okay, scratch that.
Candace had never been fucked quite like this.
"It's interesting." Violet murmured, almost to herself. Candace blinked slowly unable to concentrate. How could she when Violet started curling her fingers inside of her, making her let out a weak huff of breath with each stroke. "You know, I thought you'd be louder. More vocal. Make this harder for me." Violet said, her shoulder moving in time with her talented fingers. For a second her eyes flickered down to take in the scene but then they were back on Candace's, drinking her in. "When I imagined this—and I did that very frequently in the last few days—I assumed you'd moan. And swear. Maybe even groan my name as you came."
Candace shivered at the confession. What was she supposed to say to that? The idea of Violet fantasizing about this wasn't helping her think more clearly, that was for sure.
Plus, to her, she already seemed plenty loud, her heartbeat thundering in her ears and her breath leaving her lungs in soft pleading noises that sounded way too needy to be coming from her.
"I'm not complaining, don't get me wrong," Violet continued. "Though I did want to make you beg. It doesn't matter; there will time for that later on." She said, her digits slipping out of Candace almost entirely, making her let out an embarrassing whine. At least until she saw Violet adding a third finger before prodding at her entrance again. Then she pushed forward, not even pausing her monologue. "But now, I'm flattered. By how easily you fall apart for me." Violet said and added a bit more force.
Oh shit, oh shit oh shit.
The tight ring of muscle at Candace's entrance gave away and she felt herself tighten around the invasion before spreading around Violet's fingers. Weston had long, elegant, pianist fingers but three was still more than Candace expected. More than she ever took.
She felt the stretch this time, her walls expanding to take Violet deeper, but even with her excitement, the sensation flirted with pain, though never quite reaching it.
Entranced and needier than ever, Candace weaved her hips forward to take more, flushing when she heard Violet let out a short laugh. She would have said something if her throat wasn't dry and her brain completely empty. Being filled to the brim didn't help at all, with those wonderful fingers pressing up inside her before starting to slide out.
When the next thrust came, she was ready, spreading her legs further and receiving it with a roll of her hips readily, working to build a rhythm with Violet, welcoming the stretch as Violet bottom out inside her over and over again. She flicked her eyes down, watching those lovely fingers withdraw from her, glistening and leaving her feeling empty before working their way back inside.
She caught herself letting out agonized, frenzied moans but she couldn't help herself. They tore from her throat no matter how much she tried to stifle them by biting her lip, almost drawing blood.
"You will fall apart for me, won't you?" Violet asked and Candace couldn't take it anymore. Pleasure was coagulating in her abdomen and she felt like she'd explode if she didn't come soon.
"Yes." She finally managed to croak out, her voice rough and needy. Violet wanted her to beg? Fine, she'd beg. She'd done it before. "Violet please. I need you." She said, locking Violet's eyes with her own again, hoping to convey just how desperate she was, her hips still rolling shamelessly to take more of her.
Weston understood and to her credit, she didn't make her wait any longer.
Without another word and with eyes twinkling behind those glasses, she moved her thumb to Candace's clit, instantly making her close her eyes and swear under her breath.
Oh fuck, she was about to embarrass herself because Violet's touch felt absolutely electric after being worked for so long. The first brush against the hard point of her clit sending a pulse through her, pulling Violet's fingers deeper. Candace bucked her hips forward again and again, greedily taking her deeper, riding those fingers and grinding to add pressure against her clit right until she flew over the edge.
Pleasure rocked through her, her chest deflating as her stomach twisted over and over again. Bliss spread through her in an avalanche, as she clenched around Violet's still pumping fingers, milking them for every drop of pleasure. Lost in the sensations, she had no idea how much time had passed until she finally slumped back on her elbows, her limbs heavy and clumsy. But God, was it worth it. She shivered violently through a few aftershocks when Violet carefully withdrew from her, the hand in Candace's hair now moving lower to draw soothing circles over her stomach as she came down from her high.
"Jesus Christ, Weston." She croaked, licking her lips and letting a slow, satisfied grin spread across her face, her head lolling back. "Break in a girl gently, would you? I almost died right now. Or ascended to a higher plane or something."
"That was gentle, Ms. Kane." The sentence was enough to make Candace's pussy twitch again, but when she lifted her head to look at Violet and caught her licking one of her still slick fingers, Candace let out a tortured groan. This woman was going to be the death of her. And Candace had absolutely no complaints. "You got exactly what you needed, when you needed it. I think I was very generous."
Candace found herself nodding fervently but Violet wasn't done. "Though, I did find another way to leave you speechless. Even if you recover remarkably quickly."
Right. Candace couldn’t argue with that. "Okay, I guess we can add 'fucking me silly' to that very short list."
"As the second item. The first one would be spanking." Violet corrected, her hand moving to her thighs. She was still standing between Candace's shamelessly spread legs, eyeing her dangerously as she started pulling her own skirt up. Canda
ce's languid heartbeat started picking up again.
"Of course. Spanking. That's also fair." She piped up, barely aware of what she was saying and then losing her train of thought anyway when she saw garters clasped to Violet's stockings as Weston kept inching her skirt higher. Shit, it looked like Candace wasn't the only one who came prepared. "What's next on the list to try? Ball gags?"
"Not tonight." And crap, Candace doubted she would have anything to respond to that even if Violet hadn't pulled her skirt to her hips, exposing frilly black underwear. Transparent frilly black underwear that told her that her librarian liked to wax. Candace swallowed thickly, fingers scratching across the surface of the desk in an instantaneous need to reach out and touch.
"I was thinking something much more straightforward for tonight." Weston said, her voice filling with a bit more steel this time. "Kneel for me. Now."
Candace didn't have to be told twice. She jumped up, her joints still feeling a bit funny after that mind-shattering orgasm but she shook the sensation off, pushing off the table to wobble on the floor in her boots before sinking to her knees right in front of Violet.
She considered leaning forward and peppering a couple of well-placed open mouthed kisses over that delicious underwear, but she couldn't even attempt to tease after one look at Weston's state. Her librarian was breathing heavily, her eyes locked on Candace’s, her panties exposing her completely.
Decision made, Candace reached out and grabbed the hem of her underwear before quickly yanking it over Violet's thighs and down her legs. Once Weston stepped out of them, Candace gently nudged her legs apart and settled more comfortably between them, her eyes firmly on her prize as she licked her lips.
Weston may have been thinking about kissing her for a long while but honestly, this was Candace’s favorite fantasy ever since their first fateful night. “You know, this is what I've been waiting for.” She admitted, looking up and catching how Weston's eyes darkened further.
She reached down and without preamble spread herself open for Candace, bold and shameless, before she spoke again.
“What are you waiting for then? Get to work.”
Swallowing thickly, Candace leaned forward and extended her tongue, taking one long swipe at her. Immediately, Violet’s knees jerked in response and her fingers moved to Candace's hair, bringing her even closer. It seemed Violet was about as starving for an orgasm as Candace was not too long ago.
Emboldened, Candace repeated the motion, this time extending it to Violet's clit, swirling her tongue around it as best she could, her nose buried in soft, silky skin. Violet felt smooth and slick and so hot she was practically scorching to the touch. And fuck, she tasted good too, sweet with just a kick of salty. Candace groaned into her as her tongue explored as far as she could reach, loving how Violet shivered against her at each wiggle of her tongue.
"That's-that's better." Violet croaked. "You're far too-Oh God." She started valiantly but then seemed to have lost her train of thought when Candace returned to her clit, this time a bit more determined. The position was far from ideal considering how thorough Candace wanted to be but Violet seemed to enjoy it. Her eyes were feverish but glued to Candace in her kneeling position, her hips weaving into Candace's mouth, making her take more.
She felt Violet's fingers curl in her hair again, tugging her forward and she almost smiled into Violet's pussy. As if she had any intention of moving away. She was in fucking heaven.
The woman was so damn responsive, each drag of Candace tongue over and around her clit was rewarded with a moan or a shudder or a new rush of wetness. Violet's thighs were wet and Candace’s chin wasn't doing much better but it only made her spread her lips over Violet's clit and latch on, sucking with gusto.
Violet moaned, sound throaty and raw, her knees now wobbling dangerously. Instead of stopping her focused assault, Candace moved her hands to the back of Violet's upper thighs, keeping her steady as thighs squeezed around her head. She let out a moan of her own when Violet's nails scraped over her scalp, letting her feel the vibrations as her tongue swiped and swirled.
A couple of more strokes was all it took to have Violet convulse above her, her stomach caving as she leaned forward, barely holding herself upright.
Candace felt her shudder, Violet’s clit pulsing in her mouth as she sucked harder, trying to swallow every last drop of pleasure. Much too soon for Candace's liking, Violet relaxed and started sinking lower, her legs unable to hold her up anymore. In a few seconds, she dropped to Candace lap awkwardly, almost suffocating her with her skirt as it got dragged over Candace's face.
Once she finally settled, Candace pulled her close, placing soft kisses all over her neck and jaw as she allowed her breathing to settle, her hands landing squarely on Violet's arse and staying there.
"Good girl." Violet murmured against her temple as her arms curled around Candace's neck gently and Candace couldn't help but laugh. She still preened a bit at the compliment, though. After all, she couldn’t remember the last time she came this fucking hard.
It was good to see Violet wasn’t immune to her either. And whatever was happening between them. It was too early to tell, but Candace was becoming increasingly sure it would only get better for the two of them.
"I'm almost tempted to shorten your spanking session." Violet continued and stopped Candace's uncharacteristically sweet train of thought pretty damn fast. Not that she was opposed to another session, far from it. If anything she was acquiring a taste for doing whatever this woman wanted of her.
"Only maybe?" She complained. "You can't give me a bit of leeway even after fucking me that thoroughly and coming into my mouth." Violet sucked in a sharp breath. Ooh, it seemed she liked that wording. Candace filed that information away for later use.
"Going down on me is a privilege, Ms. Kane, not a punishment." She said and it was Candace’s turn to gasp. That was both true and mouthwateringly hot. She squeezed Violet a bit closer. "But if you take your punishment like an adult, I have a reward ready for you. I’ll even give you a hint – it comes with a harness." She teased and Candace stifled an involuntary shiver. Oh, that was just too good. "Unless you're opposed to a second round and would rather-"
Candace shook her head vehemently. "Nope, I'm in. Green light. Aggressively lime green light all the way." Her clit had already been showing signs of life when Violet had just started to strip. By now, it was more than ready for more.
Violet grinned at her before kissing her again, slowly, deeply, tasting herself on Candace’s tongue. "Excellent." She said once she broke the kiss before moving to stand up and kicking her heels away after a short stumble. Her legs seemed to be refusing to cooperate just yet so Candace preened a bit more. What Violet lost in height by losing the heels, she more than made up for in squaring of her shoulders and tightening of her jaw. She shot Candace a steamy look before speaking again. "Get up. You know your position. Don't make me wait."
For the second time that evening, Candace jumped to obey. She ignored her knees protesting the hard floors and moved to bend over the desk, elbows square on the surface and her ass in the air. Last time she was in this position she had no idea what she was doing but now...Everything was different. When Violet moved to stand behind her once more, she felt pure giddiness spill through her chest, almost drowning out the arousal.
"Good. Let us begin." Violet said and Candace smiled to herself. Violet was right yet again.
For the two of them, this was only the beginning.
THE END
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