The taxi door slammed shut behind Jade with a metallic finality that made her flinch, not out of fear, but the suddenness of it, like the universe itself was impatient for her to step into her new life. Metropolis sprawled before her, all gleaming steel and glass, the air thick with the hum of hover-traffic and the faint, ever-present scent of ozone from the city's fusion reactors. She adjusted the brim of her visor hat, the midday sun bouncing off the lenses as she smirked at her own reflection in the Daily Planet's revolving doors. "Alright, Jade," she muttered under her breath, rolling her shoulders back until the straps of her backpack dug into the soft flesh beneath her collarbones. "Time to make an entrance."
Her boots clicked against the marble lobby floor, the sound sharp enough that a few heads turned, some curious, some appreciative, one particularly lingering gaze from a security guard whose nameplate read "Hank." Jade's skin prickled under the scrutiny, the tight hug of her tights suddenly feeling more like a second skin than fabric. She could feel the way the material clung to the curve of her ass as she bent slightly to sign the visitor log, the pen slipping in her gloved fingers. Hank cleared his throat, leaning over the desk just enough for her to catch the musky hint of his cologne. "First day, huh?" he asked, voice rough like gravel under tires.
The elevator ride up was worse. Packed shoulder-to-shoulder with suits and skirts, Jade found herself pressed against the mirrored wall, her breath fogging the cool surface as the man beside her. He is tall, broad, smelling faintly of ink and something darker, shifted just enough for his thigh to brush hers. The contact sent a jolt through her, her nipples tightening against the thin fabric of her shirt. She swallowed hard, willing herself to focus on the numbers flashing above the door, but her traitorous body arced into the heat of him like a plant toward sunlight.
When the doors finally slid open on the 42nd floor, Jade practically stumbled out, her knees weak with something that wasn't quite embarrassment. The newsroom sprawled before her, a cacophony of ringing phones and overlapping voices, but all she could hear was the hammering of her own pulse in her ears. A woman with a severe blonde bob and a smirk that could cut glass eyed her from across the room, snapping her fingers. "You're late," she said, though her tone was more amused than accusatory. Jade's mouth went dry. This, she realized with a giddy sort of dread, was going to be trouble.
"You must be Lois Lane," Jade blurted, adjusting the strap of her backpack with fingers that still tingled from the elevator. The blonde arched a perfectly manicured eyebrow. "Honey, if I were Lois Lane, I'd be halfway to a Pulitzer by now," she drawled, nodding toward a hallway lined with frosted glass doors. "Third door on the left. Try not to swoon, she's got that effect on people."
Jade's boots barely made a sound on the plush carpet as she approached Lois' office, the muffled bass of some hip-hop track thrumming through the wood. She knocked once, twice, then pushed the door open just as Lois, tan skin glistening under the fluorescent lights, arched her back over her desk, her dark jeans straining against the curve of her ass as she rolled her hips in time with the music. The scent of sweat and vanilla body spray hit Jade like a punch to the gut. Lois didn't even glance up. "If you're here to bitch about my deadlines, Perry, you can..." she began, only to freeze mid-grind when she finally turned her head.
Their eyes locked. Lois' golden-brown gaze flickered from Jade's parted lips to the way her white shirt clung to her damp collarbones. The air between them thickened, charged with something neither of them could name. Lois exhaled sharply through her nose, her fingers curling against the desk. "You're not Perry," she said, voice rough like she'd been screaming.
Jade swallowed. "No," she agreed. "I'm definitely not."
Lois straightened, her cropped white shirt riding up just enough to reveal the taut lines of her stomach before she tugged it back down, too late. Jade's cheeks burned.
"Jade," Lois said suddenly, voice softer now, the edge of amusement buried under something warmer. She extended her hand. "Lois Lane. Notorious truth-seeker, publisher's headache, and, uh..." Her fingers curled slightly when Jade's gloved hand slid against her palm. "...currently regretting dancing like no one was watching."
Jade's laugh caught in her throat. Lois' skin was unexpectedly calloused, the rough pads of her fingertips pressing just a fraction too long. Jade could feel the heat radiating from her, smell the faint salt on her collarbones where sweat had pooled.
"Photographer," Jade managed. "Or, well. Trying to be." Her pulse hammered when Lois' thumb brushed the inside of her wrist, accidental, probably. Probably. "You, uh. Dance often?"
Lois' grin flashed, sharp as a knife. "Only when I'm avoiding paperwork."
The hip-hop track throbbed between them, bass vibrating low in Jade's ribs. Lois hadn't let go of her hand.
"Are you..." Jade cleared her throat. "always this welcoming to new hires?"
Lois' laugh was sudden, bright, then cut off with a sharp inhale when she realized she was still gripping Jade's fingers. She dropped them like a hot mic, the ghost of her touch lingering. "Shit. No. I mean, yes. No." She raked a hand through her pixie cut, strands sticking up like she'd been electrocuted. "Just, uh. Pre-coffee grip strength."
Jade flexed her fingers where Lois' callouses had scraped against the thin fabric of her glove. The air smelled like toner and Lois' vanilla, something underneath it musky and warm.
"So," Lois leaned back against her desk, thighs spreading slightly to brace herself. The movement made her jeans pull tight across her hips. "Photographer, huh? You any good?"
Jade's mouth went dry. Lois' shirt had ridden up again, revealing a sliver of tan skin above her waistband. "Depends," she managed, stepping closer without thinking. The toe of her boot nudged Lois' sneaker. "You ever let anyone take your picture?"
Lois snorted, but her cheeks darkened. "Only if they promise not to publish it." She hooked a thumb in her belt loop, hips cocking to one side, a practiced move, Jade realized, except Lois' fingers trembled.
"Not for publication." Jade lifted her camera slowly, letting Lois see her adjust the focus. The lens caught the way Lois' throat worked when she swallowed. "Just… practice."
Lois inhaled sharply through her nose. "Fine." She shoved away from the desk, rolled her shoulders back until her small C-cup breasts strained against her shirt. Then with some hesitation. A twitch in her jaw. "How do you..."
"However you want," Jade murmured. The viewfinder framed Lois biting her lip, golden-brown eyes darting sideways like she'd never been looked at this way before.
Lois' exhale shuddered. She arched slightly, one hand skimming up her own ribs, then froze. "Fuck, this is stupid..."
"No." Jade's finger hovered over the shutter. The camera clicked. Lois gasped.
"That one's good," Jade said softly, watching Lois' pulse hammer beneath her skin. "Again."
Lois swallowed, shifting her weight, but then her sneaker caught on the carpet edge. "Shit...!" She pitched forward, arms windmilling, and Jade lunged, gloved fingers grasping at Lois' waistband just as gravity yanked them both down. The impact knocked the breath from Jade's lungs, Lois sprawled beneath her, their hips grinding together in a way that made Jade's thighs clench involuntarily.
Their lips met, too soft, too sudden, Lois' gasp hot against Jade's mouth. The taste of peppermint gum and panic bloomed between them, Lois' fingers digging into Jade's biceps hard enough to bruise.
"Oh..." Jade jerked back with a wet pop, her lungs burning. She scrambled upright on Lois' lap, her thighs bracketing Lois' hips, fingers hovering like she wasn't sure where to put them. "Shit. Sorry..."
Lois' gaze snapped downward first, her flush deepening when she saw the damp fabric of Jade's tights pressed flush against her jeans, the heat between them unmistakable. "Oh my god..."
Jade practically vaulted off her, her boots skidding on the carpet as she yanked Lois upright by the elbows. "I didn't... that wasn't..." Her gloves squeaked against Lois' skin. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."
Lois wiped her mouth with the back of her wrist, her breath still uneven. "No, I... fuck, I slipped..." Her fingers twitched toward Jade's waist, then recoiled. "You okay?"
Jade's pulse hammered in her throat, the ghost of Lois' teeth on her lower lip lingering. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm..." She swallowed. "We should..."
"Right." Lois smoothed her shirt down with trembling hands, her jeans creaking as she shifted her weight. The faint outline of Jade's knee pads were imprinted on her thighs. "So. Photos."
Jade cleared her throat, fiddling with her camera strap. "Yeah. And, uh... coffee? I owe you one. For, y'know. The... fall."
Lois snorted, leaning against her desk. Her sneaker tapped against the floor. "Only if I get to buy the next round. Journalist's code... always look out for each other."
Jade's laugh was too sharp, too loud. "Deal."
Lois pushed off the desk first, hips swaying just enough to make Jade's gaze drop. The way her jeans clung to the curve of her ass was criminal, like they'd been painted on. Jade bit the inside of her cheek hard, forcing her eyes up just as Lois glanced over her shoulder.
"Coming, hotshot?"
Jade stumbled after her, the scent of vanilla and sweat clinging to Lois' pixie cut. The elevator doors slid shut behind them with a soft chime. Jade jabbed the button for the lobby harder than necessary, her glove squeaking against the panel. Behind her, Lois leaned against the mirrored wall, arms crossed. The reflection showed her gaze lingering on Jade's ass the way her shorts stretched tight when she shifted her weight, the black tights beneath hugging every contour.
Lois' throat worked when she swallowed. Jade pretended not to notice.
(Coffee shop.)
"You know," Lois said, voice low, "I thought photojournalists were supposed to be all... detached. Objective." She traced the rim of her coffee cup with a fingertip, leaving a smudge of jade-green lipstick from where she'd stolen a sip.
Jade shrugged, her glove squeaking against the vinyl booth. "I was. Until somebody fell into my lap." The quip landed heavier than she meant it to, and Lois choked on her laugh, coughing into her elbow.
"Asshole," Lois wheezed, but her sneaker nudged Jade's boot under the table. The contact lingered a second too long.
(Daliy Planet.)
Back in the hallways of the Daily Planet, Lois' hip bumped Jade's as they squeezed past a stack of file boxes. "So," Lois said, breath warm against Jade's ear, "those photos ready yet?"
Jade's fingers twitched toward her camera bag. Lois smelled like spilled ink and the cinnamon gum she kept cracking between her teeth. "Depends," Jade murmured. "You gonna model for me again?"
Lois' grin was all teeth. "Only if you promise not to drop me this time."
Jade's retort died when Lois' hand brushed the small of her back, guiding her through the door. The touch burned through her shirt, mapping the dip of her spine like a brand. Lois' office smelled like vanilla and the ozone tang of overheated electronics.
"So," Lois said, perching on the edge of her desk. Her jeans pulled tight across her thighs. "Where were we?"
Jade's throat clicked when she swallowed. The camera strap dug into her neck like a noose.
"You were," Jade murmured, stepping forward until Lois' knees bracketed her hips, "right there." Her glove squeaked against the desk's edge. "Leaning back like you knew what you were doing."
Lois' pulse fluttered visibly beneath the thin skin of her throat. "I don't..."
Jade grabbed a fistful of Lois' shirt mid-sentence, the fabric crumpling in her grip as she yanked her forward. Lois gasped into her mouth, hands flying up to brace against Jade's shoulders a bit to late. The kiss was all teeth and heat, Lois' cinnamon gum clashing with the bitter aftertaste of coffee still clinging to Jade's tongue. For a heartbeat, Lois stiffened, fingers digging into Jade's biceps hard enough to leave crescent moons. Then, with a shuddering exhale, her body arched into Jade's like a bowstring snapping taut, her lips parting under the pressure.
The desk creaked ominously as Lois twisted, her hips rolling up instinctively to meet Jade's stomach pressing between her legs. Jade could feel the damp heat through the rough denim, could taste the startled moan Lois muffled against her lower lip. Somewhere, a pen clattered to the floor, the sound drowned out by the wet, ragged sound of Lois sucking Jade's tongue deeper.
Jade broke away first, her breath coming in sharp bursts. Lois' lips glistened, her jade-green lipstick smeared across her own lips.
"Still think," Jade panted, thumb swiping at the mess she'd made of Lois' mouth, "photographers are supposed to be detached?"
Lois' laugh hitched when Jade's finger slid across her lower lip. "Fuck you," she breathed, but arched into Jade's touch anyway, her hips grinding down against the desk's edge. "Bet you say that to all the reporters."
Jade leaned in, her nose brushing Lois' earlobe. "Only the ones who taste like cinnamon and coffee." The shudder that wracked Lois' body was delicious, her thighs clamping around Jade's hips, fingers scrabbling at the back of her shirt like she was drowning.
They kissed again, slower this time, Lois' teeth catching Jade's lip in retaliation, her hands sliding down to palm the curve of Jade's ass through those infuriatingly tight shorts. The desk groaned in protest as Lois yanked her closer, their bodies slotting together like puzzle pieces, heat and friction and the electric shock of skin on skin.
"So," Lois murmured against her mouth, breath uneven, her fingers tracing the hem of Jade's shorts. "Earlier… when you walked in." A blush crept up her neck, staining her cheeks. "You saw me… right?"
Jade blinked, slow, her brain stuttering. The bass-heavy rhythm, the way Lois' hips had rolled like liquid, the sweat-slicked dip of her spine, oh. "Yeah," she said, voice rough. Her glove creaked as she tightened her grip on Lois' thigh. "Yeah, I saw."
Lois' laugh was a shaky exhale, her lips brushing Jade's jaw. "Then… do it." She shifted her weight, arching just enough for Jade to feel the tremble in her thighs. "Since you watched," she added, breath hot against Jade's ear. "Twerk for me."
Jade's stomach clenched, knees locking as Lois' hand slid lower, fingertips skating along the seam of her tights. The air smelled like ozone and arousal, Lois' pulse hammering visibly beneath her skin. Jade swallowed hard, her hips rolling instinctively, not a practiced move, just pure, unfiltered reflex, and the hitch in Lois' breath was reward enough.
She stepped back slowly while biting her lower lip until the jade-green lipstick smeared beneath her teeth. The silence stretched, thick and syrupy, Lois' golden-brown eyes tracking the way Jade's fingers curled into her own thighs, hesitant.
"Never done this before," Jade murmured, voice rough like gravel under tires. She turned before Lois could answer, her cheeks burning as she bent at the waist, the stretch of her shorts pulling tight across her ass.
Jade rolled her hips experimentally, the motion clumsy at first, her thighs trembling with the effort. The fabric of her tights squeaked against her skin, and Lois inhaled sharply behind her. Sharp enough that Jade glanced over her shoulder, pulse jumping at the raw hunger darkening Lois' gaze.
"Like that?" Jade breathed, arching deeper, the curve of her spine begging for Lois' hands.
Lois' throat clicked when she swallowed. "Fuck," she managed, fingers twitching against the desk, her jeans straining where she'd spread her thighs wider. "Yeah. Just like that."
The next roll was smoother, Jade finding the rhythm, her ass pressing back just enough for Lois to see the way her tights clung, the fabric glistening where she'd gotten wet. Lois made a sound, half groan, half whimper and Jade shuddered, her own breath coming in ragged bursts, the heat between her legs throbbing in time with each sway of her hips.
"Christ, you're..." Lois' voice cracked as she lunged forward, her legs hooking around Jade's thighs to yank her back. Jade gasped when Lois' hands slid beneath her shirt, the rough pads of her fingers scorching against the dip of her spine. "Fuck, you feel..." Lois bit off her own words with a choked moan as Jade arched into her, their hips rolling together in a slow, filthy grind that had Jade's knees shaking.
"Lois..." Jade gasped, her ass pressing flush against Lois' lap, the desk creaking dangerously beneath them. Lois' breath was hot against her neck, her fingers digging into Jade's hips hard enough to bruise as she matched Jade's rhythm, their bodies moving together in a way that felt practiced, inevitable, like they'd been doing this for years instead of minutes.
"You like this?" Lois murmured against the shell of Jade's ear, her voice rough with want. Jade could only nod, her breath hitching when Lois shifted, pressing a knee between her thighs, the pressure just shy of enough. Lois chuckled low in her throat, her hands sliding around to tug at the waistband of Jade's shorts. "Then let me show you something better."
Before Jade could protest, Lois slid off the desk, her hands guiding Jade to bend forward, her palms splayed against the smooth wood. The air was cool against Jade's exposed skin as Lois peeled her shorts and tights down in one slow, deliberate motion, her breath hitching at the sight. "Christ," Lois breathed, her thumbs spreading Jade's cheeks wider. "You're fucking gorgeous."
Jade's pulse pounded in her ears, her thighs trembling as Lois leaned in, her tongue tracing a slow, wet path between her asscheeks. The first lick sent a jolt through Jade's body, her back arching as Lois groaned against her skin, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure up her spine. Lois didn't hesitate, her tongue pressing deeper, circling Jade's tight hole with a precision that made Jade's fingers claw at the desk, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Fuck, Lois..." Jade choked out, her hips rocking back against Lois' mouth, the wet heat of her tongue driving her closer to the edge with every flick. Lois' hands gripped her ass tighter, her nails biting into the soft flesh as she devoured Jade with a hunger that bordered on desperation. Jade could feel the slickness between her own thighs, the ache building low in her stomach until she was shaking with it, her body taut as a bowstring.
Lois pulled back just long enough to smirk up at her, lips glistening. "Tell me you're close," she demanded, her voice thick with want.
Jade's response was a broken moan as Lois dove back in, her tongue fucking into her with a relentless rhythm that had Jade's vision blurring. The desk groaned beneath her weight, the wood digging into her hips as she came apart, her thighs pressing together as pleasure ripped through her in waves, leaving her trembling and breathless.
Lois didn't let up, her tongue lapping at Jade's oversensitive flesh until Jade was whimpering, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the smooth surface. Only then did Lois pull away, pressing a kiss to the inside of Jade's thigh as she rose to her feet, her own breath uneven.
"Turn around," Lois murmured, her voice rough, eyes molten. Jade barely had time to process the command before Lois was grabbing her hips, spinning her to face her, pressing their foreheads together. "Kiss me," she demanded, lips already parted. Jade surged forward, her mouth crashing against Lois', the kiss messy, desperate, tongues sliding together wetly, Jade groaning at the bittersalt tang of herself on Lois' lips.
Jade's hands dive for the button of Lois' jeans. "You're overdressed," Jade gasped into Lois' mouth, fumbling with the clasp as Lois arched against her. The denim pooled at Lois' ankles with a rough tug, followed by her panties, the scent of her arousal thick in the air between them.
Lois groaned when Jade spun her around, palms pressing into the desk, her hips canting back instinctively. "Jesus, you're..." The rest melted into a shuddering moan as Jade's tongue swiped up her asscheeks before zeroing in on her asshole, circling the tight rim with deliberate slowness. Lois' thighs trembled. "Fuck, that... nobody's ever... oh god..."
Jade's fingers dug into Lois' hips, holding her steady as she licked deeper, savoring the way Lois' body clenched around her tongue. Lois gasped, her back arching, fingers scrambling against the desk's edge. "Don't stop," she panted, voice cracking. "Don't you fucking stop..."
The vibrations of Jade's moan against her skin sent Lois' knees buckling, her breath hitching as Jade's tongue fucked into her with a rhythm that had her seeing stars. Lois' hips jerked back, shamelessly chasing the heat of Jade's mouth, her own fingers twisting into Jade's hair to keep her there. "Yes... right there... oh fuck..."
Jade growled against her, the rough sound sending shocks of electricity through Lois' spine. "Tell me you're close," Jade murmured against her damp skin, her tongue circling tight, relentless. Lois could only nod frantically, her thighs trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Say it," Jade demanded, her fingers digging into Lois' hips hard enough to bruise. "Or I stop."
"Fuck, I'm close..." Lois gasped, her body bowing as Jade's tongue plunged deeper, curling just right. The orgasm hit her like a freight train, her legs shaking, her vision whiting out as pleasure ripped through her, raw and electric.
Panting, Lois twisted suddenly, her hands fumbling for Jade's shoulders as she pushed her down, their lips crashing together in a messy, desperate kiss. Lois could taste herself on Jade's tongue, bitter and sweet, as she straddled Jade's face, her thighs bracketing Jade's head. "My turn," Lois breathed, sinking down, her own tongue tracing the seam of Jade's dripping folds before diving in deep. Jade's groan vibrated against her thighs, her hips bucking up instinctively, and Lois grinned against her slick skin. "Payback's a bitch, huh?"
Jade's hands tightened around Lois' ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh as she arched against Lois' mouth, her breath hitching with each lick. "Fuck... Lois..." she gasped, her voice raw, her thighs trembling around Lois' shoulders. Lois hummed in response, her tongue circling Jade's clit with teasing precision, drawing out a broken whimper. Jade's fingers tangled in Lois' hair, tugging hard enough to sting, but Lois only laughed, the sound muffled against Jade's skin. "You taste even better than I imagined," she murmured before plunging back in, her lips sealing around Jade's clit as she sucked hard.
The air between them was thick with the scent of sweat and arousal, Lois' thighs pressing tighter around Jade's head as she rocked against her tongue, her own hips rolling in an unsteady rhythm. Jade's breath hitched as Lois moaned against her, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure through her already overstimulated body. "Close... so close," Jade gasped, her grip on Lois' ass tightening, her fingers leaving crescent-shaped marks in their wake.
Lois pulled back just enough to smirk up at her, lips glistening. "Come for me," she ordered, her voice rough, before diving back in, her tongue fucking into Jade with a relentless hunger.
"Fuck...Lois!" Jade's hips jerked off the floor as she came, her thighs clamping around Lois' head, her fingers twisting into Lois' hair hard enough to yank. Lois groaned against her, lapping up every shuddering pulse, her own hips grinding into Jade's face as she rode the high of Jade's climax.
Lois moans as she cums hard into Jade's mouth, her thighs trembling uncontrollably around Jade's head, her fingers gripping Jade's shapely thighs tight. Jade groans against her clit, lapping up every last drop before flicking her tongue teasingly slow. "Fuck, don't stop..." Lois gasps, her hips jerking weakly as Jade laps deeper, her fingers digging into Lois' ass hard enough to leave marks. Lois arches her back, her stomach muscles tightening beautifully as Jade swirls her tongue just right. "Oh god, Jade, yes... right there...!" Lois cries out as she finishes cumming in Jade's mouth.
Lois gets off of Jade's face and turns her body around.
Jade smirks up at her, licking her lips slowly as she watches Lois' chest rise and fall rapidly. "You taste even better than I imagined," Jade murmurs before leaning up to capture Lois' lips in a deep kiss, their tongues swirling together as Lois moans into her mouth. Lois grips Jade's shoulders tight, her nails biting into the skin as she kisses back fiercely. Jade's hands roam down Lois' sides, squeezing her waist before sliding back up to cup her breasts through her sweat-slicked shirt. Lois moans against Jade's lips, her nipples hardening instantly under Jade's touch.
Lois suddenly grabs Jade's wrists and pulls her up onto her feet with her, their bodies flush together. The air between them is thick with the scent of their arousal, mingling with the faint vanilla of Lois' body spray. Lois wastes no time in gripping the hem of Jade's shirt and yanking it over her head in one swift motion, tossing it aside carelessly. Jade's jade green bra stands out starkly against her flushed skin, her big B-cup breasts rising and falling with each breath. Lois growls low in her throat before shoving Jade back onto the desk, the wood creaking under the sudden weight. Jade's hands scramble for purchase, her fingers curling around the edge as Lois steps between her spread naked thighs.
Lois leans down, her lips brushing against Jade's ear as she murmurs, "You just gonna lie there, or are you gonna move those hips?" Her voice is rough, edged with challenge, and Jade shivers at the heat in her tone. Without hesitation, Jade arches up, pressing her slick folds against Lois' equally bare pussy, the contact sending sparks up her spine. Lois groans, her hands gripping Jade's hips hard enough to bruise as she grinds back, their swollen clits sliding together in a filthy, wet rhythm. The friction is electric, and Jade throws her head back with a gasp, her nails digging into Lois' shoulders.
Lois' breath hitches as she watches Jade's reactions, the way her nipples tighten under the sheer fabric of her bra, the way her mouth falls open with each desperate thrust. "Fuck, you're so..." Lois starts, but Jade interrupts by surging up and capturing her lips in a searing kiss, teeth clacking together in their haste. Lois moans into her mouth, their tongues tangling messily as their hips continue to rock together, the wet sounds between them obscene in the quiet office. Jade's thighs tremble around Lois' waist, her muscles straining as she tries to pull her closer, deeper, chasing the building pressure.
"Tell me," Jade gasps against Lois' lips, her hands tightening in Lois' pixie cut. "Tell me how close you are."
Lois lets out a choked laugh, her breath ragged as she presses her forehead to Jade's, her hips moving faster now, the friction bordering on unbearable. "Close enough to make me stupid," Lois admits, her voice rough with need. "Close enough to forget my own goddamn name."
Jade groans, her nails dragging down Lois' back, leaving angry red trails in their wake. "Good," she murmurs, her hips stuttering as Lois' fingers dig into her shoulders, guiding her movements. "Then don't stop."
Their rhythm grows frantic, Lois' hips pistoning against Jade's slick heat, their bodies moving together in a desperate, uncoordinated dance. Jade's breasts bounce with each impact, her nipples pebbling against the damp fabric of her bra as Lois' breath comes in sharp, uneven bursts against her neck. "Christ, Jade..." Lois' voice is barely recognizable, broken with pleasure as she feels Jade's muscles clench around her, the telltale sign of her impending climax.
Jade's fingers tighten in Lois' hair, tugging hard enough to make her hiss. "Together," Jade demands, her voice raw with need. "Come with me."
The orgasm crashes over them like a tidal wave, their bodies locking together as pleasure rips through them in tandem. Lois' vision whites out as she feels Jade's release soak her thighs, the wet heat mingling with her own as their pussies grind together in one last, shuddering thrust. Jade's scream is muffled against Lois' shoulder, her teeth sinking into the damp skin as waves of ecstasy roll through her. Lois' hips jerk erratically, her own climax wrung from her body in pulses, her thighs trembling as she struggles to stay upright. Their cum slicks between them, dripping down their thighs in sticky rivulets as they collapse against each other, gasping and shaking, their bodies still humming with the aftershocks.
"Fuck, Jade..." Lois pants, her breath ragged, her fingertips pressing bruises into Jade's shoulders as she tries to steady herself. "You... you okay?" Her voice is wrecked, rough around the edges like she's been running for miles.
Jade laughs, the sound breathless and uneven, her nails still digging into Lois' hips. "Yeah," she breathes, her eyes fluttering shut as another wave of pleasure rolls through her. "Just... just give me a second." Her thighs twitch involuntarily around Lois' waist, the slick sound of their still-joined bodies filling the silence between their ragged breaths.
Lois grins, wild and unrepentant, her hips rolling lazily against Jade's just to hear her gasp. "Second's up," she murmurs, her lips brushing against Jade's ear, her tongue tracing the shell in a way that makes Jade shiver. "Now, let's see if you can keep up."
Jade growls, her fingers tightening in Lois' hair as she yanks her back far enough to see her smirk. "You talk too much," she mutters before pulling Lois' shirt over her head in one rough motion, tossing it aside. Lois' small C-cup breasts bounce under her blue bra, the fabric straining against her hardened nipples. "Better."
Lois laughs, breathless, but Jade doesn't give her time to retort, she grabs Lois' waist and spins her around, pushing her back into the chair. Lois' thighs instinctively part, her legs wrapping around Jade's slim waist as Jade's hands settle on her shoulders, pinning her down. The heat between them is unbearable, their wet pussies pressed together in a slow, deliberate grind that has Lois arching off the chair with a choked moan.
"Fuck, Jade..." Lois hisses, her fingers digging into Jade's hips as Jade rocks against her, the friction sending sparks up her spine. "You're gonna kill me."
Jade's lips curl into a smirk, her hips moving in torturously slow circles. "That's the idea," she breathes, her voice rough with promise.
"Bullshit," Lois gasps, her fingers tightening in Jade's tangled hair as the chair legs scrape against the floorboards with each thrust. "You don't want me dead... you want me begging."
Jade's laugh is dark, her teeth dragging along Lois' pulse point. "Same difference." Her thrusts grow sharper, the chair's back slamming into the wall with a rhythm that matches Lois' stuttering gasps.
Lois arches, her thighs trembling where they bracket Jade's waist. "Fuck... slow down, I can't..."
Jade doesn't slow. She grips Lois' hips harder, her nails biting into skin. "You can," she growls against Lois' lips. "You will."
The words unravel something low in Lois' belly, her muscles clenching against Jade's pussy where it presses against her slick heat. Jade moans, the sound vibrating against Lois' mouth as she kisses her deeper, swallowing each broken noise Lois makes.
"Christ," Lois pants between kisses, her hips jerking erratically. "You're... god, you're everywhere..."
Jade's answering moan is muffled against Lois' collarbone, her teeth scraping sweat-slick skin. "Told you... to beg," she gasps, barely coherent as her thrusts grow erratic, their bras straining with each movement.
"Like hell," Lois chokes out, but her nails dig crescent moons into Jade's shoulders, her thighs clamping tight around Jade's waist as she shudders. "Fuck... just don't stop..."
Jade's rhythm stutters, her breath ragged. "Close?"
"Y-yeah," Lois whimpers, arching as Jade's pubic bone grinds against her clit. "So fucking close..."
Jade's voice is raw, her breath ragged against Lois' collarbone. "Tell me," she demands, fingers tightening around Lois' waist. "Tell me how bad you want it."
Lois lets out a broken laugh, sweat-slick fingers tangling in Jade's hair. "Like I need air," she gasps, her hips bucking erratically. "Like I'll die if you stop..."
The words dissolve into a moan as Jade's thrusts turn punishing, their bras sliding against sweat-damp skin with every frantic movement. Lois' thighs tremble, her nails digging into Jade's shoulders as she feels the pressure coil impossibly tight. "Jade, I...fuck...!"
"You gonna come for me?" Jade growls against her throat, her hips snapping forward in a rhythm that has Lois seeing stars. Their breasts bounce violently with each impact, the fabric of their bras soaked through with sweat, nipples aching where they rub against the damp material.
Lois' breath hitches, her back arching off the chair as Jade's fingers dig bruises into her hips. "Yes... yes, god, just like that..."
The climax hits them like a freight train, Lois' scream muffled against Jade's shoulder as her body convulses, her pussy clenching around nothing as clear cum sprays between them. Jade follows with a ragged groan, her hips stuttering as she grinds down hard, their slick heat mixing in a mess that drips down Lois' thighs. The air reeks of sex and sweat, their chests heaving as they cling to each other, trembling through the aftershocks. Jade's laugh is breathless, uneven, her lips brushing Lois' ear. "Told you...you'd beg."
Lois shudders, her fingers still tangled in Jade's hair. "Shut up," she pants, but there's no bite to it, just the raw, wrecked sound of someone who's been thoroughly fucked.