Heated
In a rush of anger, Joan moved quickly towards her deputy. Vera quickly tensed, up, hands covering her to hide her feelings, hiding as she expected a blow in return. Instead Joan grabbed Veras shoulders tightly, nails digging in. She leaned in and kissed Vera, roughly and passionately. Oh god....... Veras heart melted, her thighs slightly shaking at unexpected twitch of her muscles from arousal at the roughness of her boss. The Governor was not gentle, pressing her lips harder against Veras, having the younger woman on her toes.
The kiss broke, Vera backed up, mouth parted, trying to catch her breath. She was melting.
“Tell me you didn't feel anything!” Joan shot at her, anger in her face but pain in her eyes, begging to be loved.
Vera started to cry, knowing that she did, oh man did she. It made her melt everywhere, her panties damp from the pleasure it had given her. But they would just both end up hurt if it were pursued.
“No, I, I didn't” She lied again, but this time it was getting harder. Seeing the insisting of the governor, the passion that was inside of her, she could tell that Joan really did love her. This was nothing like it was with Fletch. This was real, and Vera could feel.
“You're lying.” Joan slightly yelling, pushing the younger woman back, making Veras body thump against the wall hard. Vera stood in shock, lips slightly parted, unsure of what to do, slightly nervous.
“I don't know if you think i'm just going to use you like Fletch did, but I wouldn't. I know I bloody fucked up. But I fucking love you. Or is it because you have Hep C? Do you still hate me for it, to the point where you want nothing to do with me?”
Vera cut her off.
“No, That isn't it.”
“Which part!?”
“I don't blame you-” Vera caught off guard once more as Joan pushed what little space there was between her and the wall she just bounced off of, feeling the full pressure of her governor on top pressing up against her now. Joan gripped Veras hands and pinned them above her head, not letting her move. The governor pressed her lips one more to Veras lips, sucking on that bottom lip of hers harshly, kissing her passionately, deeply. Pushing her body against the deputys as she did so.
Vera let out an uncontrollable gasp as she felt her hands being pinned to the wall, and those thin cold lips that she ached for so badly met with hers viciously. This was it, she couldn't say no anymore. Her attempt of trying to protect herself wasn't working. She wanted, and she needed Joan, and the fact that it was reciprocated was a feeling that she couldn't explain. It was a feeling that made her ache and moisten deep within in her, wanting to feel more of this, wanting Joan to just take control of her and show her what she meant to her.
Their lips locked together, Joans body pressed against Veras harshly against the wall, Veras hands pinned above her head. The Governor wasn't going to take no for an answer, when she already knew what the answer was, it was what they both needed. To be loved by each other. Joan licked Veras bottom lip that made her so week to her knees, pressing her knee in between the brunettes legs, pushing her knee roughly against Veras scorching center. Joan could feel the heat, and it got her off so much. So she pressed her knew up harder, slightly lifting the woman with her knee. Joan was tired of talking, tired of waiting, she was going to show Vera what she meant to her.
Vera moaned out into Joans lips as her governor simultaneously licked her own aching lips and teasing her hot, now soaking knickers Gently, as her tight uniform skirt was preventing access. Veras skirt was restricting Joans access to feel Veras full center between her legs, so tighten the grip of her writs, holding them both with her large hand, she moved one hand down the deputys body, hiking that tight skirt up, gripping her ass as she did so. This allowed more access, so it didn't take much for the governor to finally press her knee against Veras sodden knickers that covered her aching, throbbing clit. Vera melted into Joan, sinking into her Governors body, giving into her own body who was defying her. As that knew pushed roughly against her pulsing center, Vera Gasped out, moaning into their kiss.
Joan was gratified that Vera gave up this act, of what ever she was trying to do, and gave into what she really wanted. Waves of arousal pulsed through Joan, as she roughly manhandled Vera, taking complete control over her, breaking down those walls that Vera was trying to put up. She broke the kiss, letting that hand slip from Veras ass, trailing her fingers roughly to cup over Veras soaking Knickers.
“I'm going to ask you one more time, and this time, I want you to tell me the truth. Do. You. Feel Anything?” Joan demanded, wanting to hear Bennette say it.
Joan was lost for words, not able to think, her mind clouded with such arousal and desperation of being taken right then, needing to feel Joan all over her, inside of her.
“Because, it sure as hell feels like you do to me.” She said with a seductive voice.
Catching her breath, she slightly panted. “I-I-i, do, I DO! OKAY!” She shouted, as she slightly grinded herself felt the hand on her desperate Center slightly rubbing back and forth over her knickers. “I do feel something for you! God do I Joan.” She closed her eyes and bit her lip. “I'm deeply in love with you Joan Ferguson.” She confessed.
Joan pressing harder, against her, still pissed at Vera trying to push her away. “So why the hell did you try and push me away? Why the fuck did you lie to me?” Joans voice demanding, yet you could hear the hint in her voice.
“Because I didn't want to end up hurt, or you hurt. I didn't want this to end up like it did with Fletch. If that bothered me, and if something were to happen with you,” She tried to catch her breath, that Joan was clearly taking away, breathing fast and heavy, slight panting. “If something were to happen with you, and I let me self open up to you, It would kill me.”
Joan pushed harder, letting her finger trail the edges of Veras nickers, curving a finger to pull them aside. “You think it wouldn't kill me too?” Joan pushed her head against Veras, “I opened myself up to you too, you know.” She trailed her fingers over the swollen slits of veras dripping center. “And how dare you! I know I have done some cruel things, and i'm trying to fix what I have done. But I would never do to you what he did.” Joan said firmly, as she pushed her finger between those soaking wet slits, finding the hardened nub between them, swollen and aching to be pleasured. Joan teased her for a moment, circling the swollen bud beneath her finger tips before she leaned in and kissed Vera deeply on the lips once more.
Moving her hand from Veras aching clit, knowing it was torture, in such a good way. She released Veras hands and firmly moved her hands downs Veras thighs, cupping that tight, fine ass hard and lifted her up. Vera answered, wrapping her legs around Joan.
Still kissing viciously, walked her over to her desk, leaning down and pushing everything aside before she threw Vera on the normally well organized desk. Still between her legs, feeling Vera grip her legs tightly around her waist, Joan moved her body above her frame. Moving one of her hands behind Veras head, while she pulled Veras skirt all the way up with the other, She gripped the brunettes hair and pulled it back, roughly. “Tell me you want me, Vera.”
Vera gasped in pleasure as her boss threw her on the table, gripping her hair and now demanding her to confess what she already felt. “I want you, You! I need you, Joan Ferguson.” She panted out, body quivering in arousal and anticipation of what was going to happen next. She didn't notice her stockings and soaked panties being thrown off. But she was getting off on this roughness, being controlled. She was getting off on how eager her boss was to take her right here and now.
Joan would play this out as she did in her own fantasies. She was going take her sweet time, loving every bit of her. She kissed up and down Veras legs, moving her head between her legs, gripping Veras hips and pulling them to her waist to the edge of the desk, to Joans eagerly waiting mouth. Without words, she began to kiss around her swollen lips, licking each one, lapping up the juices before she let her tongue slide between the slits, drinking her all in. She ran her tongue up and down Veras wet pussy, and as she did so, Vera gripped gripped Joans shoulders hard, back arching, uncontrollable moans escaping her mouth. "Oh, Joan!" she moaned out. Not thinking about how inexperienced she was, or the fact that she had never been with a woman, she just enjoyed the pleasure her Governor, hers, was giving her. Joan didn't say a word, she seductively grinned before finding that swollen nub with the tip of her tongue and began to devour her new lover, with her mouth.