You don't fit in here

Lexa then rolls her eyes and looks away. SHe shows Clarke the cold shoulder and Clarke gets a little angry at this but it makes her more and more curious and fascinated about Lexa as well. She sees Lexa leaving and follows her with her eyes. Even though Raven still kinda talks to her, Clarke just leaves and follows Lexa. She is wondering where she is going. Then, she finds her leaning against a wall in a separate room. No on else is in here. Just Lexa who sips at her glass filled with whiskey, and Clarke who just entered. 

"This place is private. Guests of my party have to stay in the hall," Lexa says, not even looking at Clarke but still knowing it's her. She takes another sip of her whiskey.

"So? Then why did you want me to come into this room?" Clarke asks. 

Lexa looks up and stares right into her eyes. "What made you think I wanted you to come here, Clarke Griffin?"

"You want me to prove I am not as boring as you might think," it was as if someone else spoke the words but still Clarke hears them coming out of her mouth. 

Lexa raises an eyebrow, "So far you haven't changed my mind about that." She empties her glass and places it on a table next to her. 

"What makes you think I am boring, Lexa Woods?" the way Clarke lets her name run over her tongue as if it were a good wine. 

At these words the brunette looks up and comes closer to Clarke, "You don't fit in here. You wear this dress as if it's something that disgusts you. Your body language tells me you normally don't speak to rich and powerful people," Lexa answers her voice growing more dangerous now. 

Clarke wants to back away but she tries to stand tall. She feels a little threatened by what Lexa just said. 

"But that's the thing that interests me the most about you," Lexa adds. 

This sentence makes Clarke shiver inside and she feels slightly aroused by that. 

"Is this what you tell all the other girls you want to impress?" Clarke replies in a steady voice. She doesn't want to give her the impression that she is easy to get. 

"Most girls are impressed by me before they even meet me. So I don't need to tell them anything to impress. They want me anyways because they know what I've build. They wether want a job in my agency or see for themselves how 'convincing' I can be. But you Clarke, it seems as if you do not know me at all because this is not your world. You are here because you have to, not because you want to." 

These words burn right into Clarke's mind. Lexa is actually damn right but she would never admit this. 

"I work for the second best fashion company in this-" Clarke wants to answer but gets cut off by the brunette. 

"Right, the second best. So you should know that I am the best! At everything I do. Is that enough for you Clarke? Always being number two?" Lexa says and comes closer towards her with every word she says. 

Clarke wants to yell at her, telling her she is just an arrogant girl who thinks she could get her this easy but she is afraid of what might happen if she says that, so she keeps quiet. 

"Nothing to say anymore Clarke Griffin? That is a very good ability, to know when not to say anything because it wouldn't help you out of this," Lexa whispers. 

"You underestimate me," Clarke finally replies in a raspy voice, realizing that Lexa is so close now she can see a drop of whiskey running down Lexa's lips. 

"Oh, do I? Why don't you show me what you are capable off then?" Lexa says and places her right hand on Clarkes waist. 

The room heated up as if it was on fire and Clarke just looks at Lexa's lips not being able to move. Before she can think of anything else she feels Lexa's other hand on her hip and her lips on hers. She tastes the whiskey off them. Clarke was surprised by this move but at the same time she was not. Of course Lexa wants Clarke just as her plaything but she doesn't care about that now. 

Lexa breaks the kiss but stays close to Clarke's lips, "take this dress off", she demands. 

Clarkes eyes become wide, what did she just say? 

"It doesn't fit you, it's not you. Let me see the real you," Lexa adds like it's a command. 

Clarke just stands there, not sure what to do but she knows Lexa doesn't accept a No. She will do as Lexa says but she will not make it that simple for her. 

Clarke turns around, showing Lexa her bare back and just says, "zipper."

Lexa feels up her waist and lets her hands ghost over her shoulders, which makes Clarke go crazy, before she pulls down the zipper with her long, warm fingers and slowly takes her dress off. The blonde feels from the way Lexa's hands touch her that she has done this many times before, with many girls probably. Clarke turns around again, stepping out of the dress and looking directly into the tall woman's eyes. She sees so many things in them, lust, hunger but also tenderness what surprises her. Lexa's eyes wander over every curve, every freckle on Clarke's almost nude body. Her mouth is a little open and her look seems to burn Clarke's skin making the blonde girl feel like she has never felt before. No one has ever looked at her this way. 

"Well Clarke, that fits you better," Lexa says still scanning every inch of Clarke's body.

She then slowly walks behind Clarke and checks her out from the back. She seems to be impressed by her body and how brave Clarke tries to act right now. Clarke just stands still, letting Lexa look at every detail of her body. She feels Lexa's hand now on her shoulder. It slowly wanders down her back and around her thigh. Clarke is having shivers and asks herself what will happen next but she is so turned on right now. Never has she felt like this nor has she done such a thing before. Lexa stands very close behind her, her hand still on her bare, hot skin and starts to kiss her neck and her back so intense Clarke lets out a small moan. 

Lexa pulls Clarke's body against hers and whispers in her ear, "shh don't be too loud princess, or I have to find a way to keep you quiet." After these words Clarke bites her lip very heavy to prevent herself from letting out another moan. The hot brunettes hands wander over Clarke's hips and around her thighs as Lexa turns her around and lifts her up in her strong arms. She carries her to a table nearby and sits her on it, still her lips all over Clarke's neck and chest. 

Her hands wander from her thighs, up to her breasts then to her stomach and then slide over her upper legs. Clarke has goose bumps all over her body now. Lexa seems to be really gentle so far and Clarke enjoys every touch and kiss Lexa places on her skin. By the time her kisses become rougher as Lexa's lips reach hers and Lexa's tongue starts to play with Clarke's in her mouth before she bites her lip pretty hard. Clarke doesn't move a millimetre and let's Lexa do whatever she wants so far. Then, Lexa pushes her back so she lands with her back right on that hard table. It hurts a bit but she is somehow fine with that. Lexa wastes no seconds and spreads Clarke's legs widely. All the blonde girl can do is laying there, breathing heavily, trying not to moan again but this tension is too much to handle for a girl like her. 

A moan escapes her mouth as she can feel Lexa's lips kissing and bitter her inner thighs getting closer and closer to her private parts. She reaches for Lexa's dark, brown hair with her hand but before she can touch it Lexa stops her hand by grabbing her wrist. 

"Don't ruin my hair princess," she says and just takes her hand in hers as she lets Clarke finally feel her tongue pressing against her clit moving up and down tightly and fast. 

Clarke's back arches from the table a little bit and she has to force herself not to cum right there. Her grip on the other woman's hand gets tighter through the minutes until Lexa frees her hand from her grip and lets two fingers slide gently into Clarke. That is just too much for the blonde and she cannot help but to moan loudly again. 

Lexa stops, gets up and takes off her expensive designer belt, folds it and bends over to Clarke. "Open your mouth," she commands and Clarke opens it, so Lexa can put her belt into it. Even tho Lexa loves the sound of Clarkes moaning, it's still against her rules. "I told you to be quiet and don't you dare to bite holes in that. It's a 2.000 dollar piece of this year's collection."

As Clarke bites slightly on that belt, Lexa keeps on fucking her with two, then three fingers and watches Clarke, who tries her best to control herself while she feels Lexa deep inside of her. Clarke holds tight onto the table as she tries so hard not to orgasm already but she cannot help it. WIth every thrust of Lexa's fingers she gets closer and as the waves of pleasures grow stronger Lexa leaves slightly red marks with her lips on her lower belly. Electricity shoots through her body and makes her legs shake. Lexa feels this around her fingers and she lets them rest for a few more moments in Clarke while she is kissing her inner thighs. She pulls them out very slow and gives the blonde woman a charming smile. 

"That's a good girl," she says as she gets up and takes the belt out of Clarkes mouth before she kisses her so passionate that it leaves Clarke even more breathless than before.