The Sniper and the Kidnapper

“Oh Detective Shaw, I love it when you frisk me like that.” The two women were lying side by side on the bed, enjoying the latest new release movie rental.
“Don’t call me that, I’m not at work.” Detective Shaw removed her hands from under her lover’s shirt and pulled away slightly.
“But it’s fun to think of you as the hot detective taking a sexy little thief like me in for questioning.”
“Maybe it would be fun if I wasn’t so stressed out at work over this huge case I have to deal with. I don’t want to think about it, ok Lisa?”
“Ok Mandy, I’m sorry.” She leaned in to her partner and kissed her softly on the lips. “I won’t bring your job into the bedroom.”
“Good. I…” Mandy stopped short of completing her sentence as Lisa moved to sit in between Mandy’s legs, her back facing Mandy.
Lisa slid her hand under her pajama pants and began moving her fingers along her sensitive inner lips. Mandy breathed a little deeper, kissing her lover’s shoulder and moving up to her neck, gently pressing her lips against Lisa’s earlobe. Lisa leaned back, taking in every sensation of her partner’s touch.
Mandy watched as Lisa touched herself, as she moved her fingers in and out of her centre. The heat was flowing through each of their bodies as one deeply enjoyed watching her lover get herself off and the other became engrossed in the performance. Feeling the heat build in between her own legs, Mandy closed her eyes, imprinting the image in her mind.
“Baby, don’t close your eyes. You’ll miss all the fun.” Lisa bit down on her lip as she was getting more and more into her own pleasure, moving from her wet insides to gliding across her clitoris in slow purposeful strokes.
Mandy, eyes open, continued to watch Lisa slowly pleasure herself, becoming enslaved with desire. She gripped her hands onto Lisa’s stomach, needing to feel her closer. Her hands moved up her lover’s torso and onto her breasts. Lisa, taking it all in, began to stroke her clitoris at a quicker pace. Her breathing increased in volume and her hips thrust into her own movements.
Mandy clenched tighter, kissed Lisa’s neck harder and nibbled on her shoulder intensely. Out of control, Lisa arched her back in pleasure as her fingers raced to finish herself off. She came in audible gasps of pleasure and melted into her lover’s body.
Turning around, Lisa hungrily pressed her lips against Mandy’s, eager to please her partner. With her hand on Mandy’s cheek, Lisa eased her way down Mandy’s neck, chest—stopping briefly to squeeze her hardened nipple— down her stomach, underneath the cuff of her pants, and straight into her wetness. Mandy held her breath as she felt Lisa fill her. She felt Lisa pull her insides toward her in swift movements. Mandy sank into the bed, enjoying the rush of the feeling, and wanting to give in so badly. She let Lisa thrust in and out of her opening, while using her thumb to stimulate Mandy’s pulsating clitoris. Her body called for more, more pleasure as she pulled Lisa in for a deep kiss. As much as she wanted to be all in, it wasn’t enough for her mind…
“Stop… Lisa stop…” Mandy sat up.
“What… why? I don’t want to stop.” Lisa removed her fingers from inside her lover.
“I can’t… I don’t want you to.”
“You don’t… but why? I don’t understand.”
“I just can’t.”
Lisa stared longingly into Mandy’s eyes, searching her expression for an answer. Mandy rubbed the back of her head with her hand and turned her gaze downward. Lisa rolled aside and climbed under the covers. Mandy closed her hands over her face and threw her head back down onto the pillow. She turned toward Lisa and rested a hand on her hip.
“I like it when you touch me, tonight is just not a good time. I have too much going on. I thought I wanted to, but there’s just too much.”
Lisa took a small breath and said, “It’s ok sweetie, goodnight.” She turned her face away and into the pillow, burying the continued disappointments of the last couple of months.

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