A/N: This is my first fanfiction ever so please bear with me. I got inspired to give it a go after reading so many amazing fic's and after being obsessed with Lost Girl for a few years.

Anyway let's just see how this goes. This story will be totally A/U.

English is not my first language (it's my 3rd) but I learn as I go and try my best.

Rating is for smut as well as language. Now you're warned!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this fic. They belong to Lost Girl, Showcase et al. Any mistakes are mine.

An Atlantic Adventure

Chapter 1: Welcome

"Miss, can I get you a refill?"

Lauren suddenly came to her senses as the turbulence didn't seem to come to an end this time. She was staring into the seat in front her when she realized that someone was addressing her. Her palms were sweaty from the tight grip on the armrest of her otherwise comfortable seat. She hated flying. Correction: She thought she hated flying until she entered this tiny machine that they apparently call an airplane. Now she was absolutely terrified of flying.

She looked at the flight attendant when she spoke again, assumingly noticing Laurens discomfort. The flight attendant was dressed in a customized navy blue skirt and matching jacket. You could just barely see her white shirt underneath the tight jacket that was complimented with the mandatory scarf that as well was a part of the uniform. Her hair was pulled up in a tight bun, and her makeup pretty near perfect. Lauren noticed her lips were covered in a pink shade of lipstick when she realized that she was ultimately staring right at her. Some would probably argue that it's a better distraction looking at an attractive flight attendant than continuing staring into the seat in front of her, as Lauren had been doing for the past few hours while being absorbed by all sorts of catastrophic thoughts about the outcome of this particular flight. She really disliked flying.

"Miss… Are you all right? You look a bit pale" the flight attendant said with a charming Scandinavian accent. Me? Pale? I'm surprised I'm still conscious Lauren thought to herself. She tried her best to look as calm as possible not wanting to admit her staring or her current panic-mode.

"Oh… I'm sorry?" came out as almost a whisper. "I guess I was just far away" she stuttered, when she noticed that her hands were actually shaking. "Not a big fan of flying as you probably can tell."

The flight attendant smiled at Lauren while looking directly into her eyes, trying to calm her down. "I sensed that. But let me comfort you and let you know that you're not the first one to be a bit nervous on this airplane. The weather around here can be extraordinary which results in the 'bumpy ride'. But I assure you that everything is okay and very safe. You are in great hands. Only the best pilots in the world get the chance to fly up here". She put her hand on Laurens shoulder trying to calm her down. I'm sure she noticed the drops of sweat that are occurring on my upper lip. Get it together.

"Thank you. I'm sure everything is fine" she uttered while nervously laughing. "I'm not very fond of flying in general and I wasn't notified of how small this airplane was going to be, which probably is my own fault since I didn't really do any research on the journey itself, as much as on the actual country and everything else one should know when traveling this far into the Atlantic. If you ask anyone I know that is very much out of character. I usually like to be in control and try to imagine every single thing that can happen or go wrong, and that's why I always do my research so I don't get into situations like this where I don't know what to do with myself because… and now I'm not making any sense. I'm sorry…", while the flight attendant kept listening to Laurens rather manic babbling; yet still feeling the need to keep the calming hand on Laurens shoulder.

"Classic Lauren", her best friend Tamsin would say if she saw her right now. Babbling on about whatever came to her mind because of her nerves. It's her so-called coping mechanism that liked to show itself - especially when not in control. If there was one thing Lauren hated even more than flying it was not being in control. Lauren looked through the small window and back at the poor flight attendant. Me. Lauren. I'm usually very calm and in control. I'm so out of my element right now.

"It's okay, miss. I understand. No need to apologize. We've all tried to be nervous about something", she smiled and removed her hand from Laurens shoulder. "But the good news is that we'll be landing shortly. Just take a deep breath. I have to go help my colleague in the front. Enjoy your stay on the Island" she says before walking away and Lauren breathes out loudly, just realizing that she was holding her breath. If being on the small machine wasn't bad enough, beautiful women also tend to make Lauren Lewis nervous.

Eighteen tiny islands in the middle of the Atlantic. That's where Lauren agreed to stay for six months, or at least her contract says six months and then they had to revisit it. When she was asked to come on this trip she hesitated at first. It's so far away from home and she had actually never heard of these islands before. But on the other hand it would be good for her to have a change of scenery for a while.

"The nature is absolutely mind-blowing. It's like walking in a fairy tale, Lauren. Forget about Lord of The Rings. It's just amazing and the local people are so friendly and so welcoming" her friend Ciara had told her when trying to help Lauren figuring out if she should accept the offer. Ciara has traveled most of the world and spent a few months on these islands as well in her younger days, because she met this beautiful man on a hiking-trip in Norway, and ended up following him back home. She fell in love with the islands and the people as well.

"Just do it, Lauren. What do you have to lose? Other than control of course?" She had a really good point and she made it hard to decline the offer. Lauren could use the change of scenery in light of everything that had happened the last few years. That's why she made a decision before over thinking it, or who was she kidding, she had already been overthinking everything, but for once in her life she did something because it sounded like a possible adventure and as an opportunity to start over. She did it because she wanted to and not because it was the right thing. This was for her and only her.

When the flight from hell finally ended it felt like her whole body had been beaten. She was sore in places she didn't think one could be sore because of the tension her body had been through the entire flight. But she made it. She was here now, at her final destination. After four different flights since leaving Canada. The first thing you could see outside the airplane's small windows was a tiny building with gigantic windows where a large group of people waving at the airplane, waiting for their loved ones to come home, were standing. It wasn't until she departed the airplane that she saw the surroundings and it took her breath away. Despite being tired, anxious, sore and jetlagged she was blown away by the scenery. Ciara had not exaggerated when she said that it was like Lord of The Rings.

Lauren took a deep breath and inhaled the fresh air. Surrounded by the greenest mountains that she had ever seen in her life she couldn't help but smile as wide as it was possible. The sky was clear and blue in contrast to the very bright green color of the mountains. She felt free. This was it. A clean slate.

After collecting her luggage she was greeted by a blond-haired young gentleman in jeans and a knitted sweater. She recognized him from his photo, and she knew that he actually was one of the lead doctors at the clinic where she would be working. It was refreshing to see him being in casual clothing like herself. He held a sign with the name "Dr. Lauren Lewis" written on it. She smiled at him as her greeted her "Dr. Lewis. Welcome. It's wonderful to finally see you in person". "Hi, and Lauren. Just Lauren will do". "Well, nice to meet you Lauren. You can just call me Soren as well. I'll be driving you to your apartment. And let me just start by saying that we are very glad to have you on board. It's not often that we are lucky enough to welcome award-winning psychiatrists all the way from Canada." "The pleasure is all mine Soren. I'm really excited to be here and I look forward to getting to work next week."

The drive was beautiful and luckily not that long. The fully furnished apartment was located in the center of the capital and they arrived about an hour after leaving the airport. It had been a long couple of days traveling this far and Lauren decided to just put her bags in the bedroom and then she threw herself onto the couch which was located in the middle of the living room. A nap would do wonders and then she would take it from there.

She woke up an hour later feeling much better. Even though she still felt a bit jetlagged she decided to embrace the moment. She wanted to go dancing. She never went dancing but that was the old Lauren. She wanted to wind down and just relax. Have a drink or two maybe.

She opened one of her suitcases and chose an outfit for the night. After taking a shower she put on her black skinny jeans that really fit her body so well. Her ass looked great in those jeans. She wore a navy blue sleeveless blouse and put on a light make up. Her hair had been in a bun all day so she decided to keep it down. She felt really good. She actually felt pretty sexy.

The town was pretty small so there weren't that many places to go. Laurens apartment building was just around the corner next to a few bars. She walked past a cozy-looking bar named "Eclipse" and decided to check it out. When she entered the bar she was actually pretty surprised. From the outside it didn't look like that much but it was actually a really nice atmosphere inside. There was a rather huge bar to her right and in the middle of the room, there was a dance floor where a group of people already were dancing, and having a really good time it seemed. Lauren couldn't help but smile. She decided to order a gin & tonic and took a seat by the bar. She ended up talking to the bartender who was a very welcoming young local woman, named Sophia. She was curious about what Lauren was doing on these rather remote islands, since they didn't really welcome foreigners very often. Lauren told her that she had received a job offer that she couldn't refuse, but didn't specify what kind of job they were talking about but chose to focus on talking about her newfound adventurous side of herself. Lauren telling her story led to her talking to another local woman that was seated next to Lauren. She had had a few cocktails and was feeling really good tonight. She felt more relaxed than she had in a very long time.

This was a great decision. I have a feeling that I'm going to quite like this place Lauren thought to herself. She was talking to the two women about her absolutely horrible flight which led to all three of them having a good laugh. This was so unlike the old Lauren but she really liked this new Lauren. Adventurous Lauren.

Lauren P.O.V

While I couldn't stop laughing after telling everyone I met about my embarrassing fear of flying, I couldn't help but notice that something or rather someone caught Sophia, the bartender's, attention followed by a wave to this person.

As I turned my head I found myself looking straight into the most beautiful and warm hazel brown-eyes, I've probably ever seen. Or maybe it was the one too many gin & tonic's that I had consumed during the night, but those warm, almost familiar eyes were, just did something to me. As she headed towards the bar I looked at the person behind these fascinating eyes. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail that only enhanced her gorgeous features. Those full lips, oh god why do I think about tasting those lips, I thought to myself before mentally slapping myself. Get it together Lauren. You don't know this person. She was wearing the tightest black leather pants that almost looked like they were painted onto her athletic-looking legs. A matching tight black tank top hugged her in all the right places and her ample cleavage was hard to miss. Her perfect breast bounced as she's walked towards the bar. Gosh. She was oozing sex in the most sophisticated and delicious way you could ever imagine. I'm pretty sure that everyone in the room was practically drooling just by watching her. I felt the heat in my cheeks while blushing by just looking at this woman as I hurried to turn my head towards the other woman next to me, whose name was Elva.

I've never been the type to find one-night-stands appealing. It's just too awkward in so many ways. I prefer getting to know a person before I jump into bed with them. I need to be stimulated intellectually as well as physically. The horrible walk of shame post-intercourse or even worse the morning after is just something I try to avoid at all costs. I've tried it a few times in my younger days and it doesn't exactly recall pleasant memories.

"Sophia! We need more shots" I hear Elva shouting at the bartender. "Lauren here needs to forget about her long and way to tense travels, and that means lots of shots. That seemed to be the perfect way to forget and relax at the same time".
After a few shots, a song that I absolutely love came on. The large intake of alcohol had gotten the best of my inhibitions and I felt like I could concur the world. I love this song and I wanted to dance. I needed to dance. I dragged my newfound friend onto the dance floor and we weren't the only ones. There was are already a full dance floor of people dancing like there was no tomorrow.

It didn't take long until I got lost in the music. Elva was dancing in front of me but seemed to be a bit more affected by the alcohol than I was. She signaled that she needed to use the bathroom. I felt the sweaty bodies surrounding me on the dance floor as I just keep dancing. The song "Lean On" by Major Laser featuring Mø came on, and I start to move my hips, in a rather sensual rhythm, as I put my hands in my hair feeling the way it started to stick to my neck because of the heat in the room. I love this song. After a while, lost in my own world enjoying the feeling of being more relaxed than I had been in god knows how long, I felt a body dancing very close to mine. The sensual beat of the music pulsed through my body as I felt a pair of breasts pushing into my back. I felt my body responding immediately to her touch. It had been so long since I'd been this close to another woman and boy did I miss it. It wasn't until that very moment that I remembered how good it felt.

We were dancing like we'd done it thousand times before, when I felt the weight of two arms wrapping loosely around my waist. I could feel my pulse quickening and the fact that I didn't know this woman dancing behind me, touching me like this would usually scare me. It didn't.

As a matter of fact… it was turning me on.

At that moment I didn't have a care in the world besides enjoying the warmth of the body that had woken a part of me that felt like it had been gone for far too long.

As I pushed my hips against her front as I felt her breathing into my ear. It felt like my whole body was on fire.
This was so unlike me. It felt like it was out of my control as I felt my body taking over my entire being. I don't know what it was about this woman, but she made me forget everything else and I just wanted her to touch me.

"Do you know how fucking sexy you are, dancing like this?" she almost moaned into my ear. As her hands moved from my hips to my stomach, I feel the chills embrace my entire body. I was afraid I was going to pass out from the way I was responding to this stranger. My core was aching and I needed to do something to focus on something else, before I'd end up pulling her away from the dance floor, and do some very dirty inappropriate things to her. It had been so many months since I'd had any form of physical contact and years if ever anything that made me react the way this did.

Jesus Lewis. What is wrong with you. As a way to catch a break from her breathing in my neck, which was driving me absolutely crazy. I ended up swaying my ass and hips as I moved myself all the way down to the floor. While I pushed my ass against her legs and all the way up to her core on my way back up I could hear her mumble something. That probably wasn't the smartest move when you're trying to de-sexualize the situation. Apparently, it did something to her as she grabbed me trying to turn me around - towards her…

Fuck!

It's her.

Brown eyes.

As a smirk formed across the woman's lips as she looked directly into my eyes to see my reaction. She knew that I pretty much consumed her with my eyes as she entered the bar earlier. I couldn't help but return the smile. She pushed me close to her body as she continued to move her body against mine. I felt my nipples harden as I felt her breasts against. I wasn't wearing a bra and it seemed that she noticed. We kept dancing like this for a while and it felt amazing.

She pushed her head back to look at me and I felt her eyes staring at my lips. I knew what was about to happen. My breathing got heavier and the anticipation was making my heart beat so fast that I was afraid it was going to beat out of my chest. As I closed my eyes I felt her breath getting closer and closer to my mouth. Almost holding my breath, she surprised me by pulling away. I was about to turn around and walk away when she grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the dance floor without saying a word. She didn't even look at me.

Before I realized it, we were in a more secluded area as she pushed me against a nearby wall. That's when I finally felt her soft lips against mine. Oh, those soft, soft lips. It was more of a rough but intense kiss. It took me a few seconds to react but when I realized what actually was going on, I put my hands around her head and kissed her with all of my being. I could taste the alcohol on her lips, but she tasted so damn sweet. Her tongue was begging for entrance as I obeyed her request by letting the tip of her tongue slowly enter my mouth. Our tongues are touching in an almost delicate-like dance, as my hands grab her hair pushing her closer against me. We were both fighting for dominance as the kiss only intensified. We didn't really slow down until after a few minutes when she bit my lip softly while sensing a smirk forming on her lips. The need for air becomes much needed and I can't help but flash the biggest smile while our foreheads were leaning against one another. The look in her eyes is so filled with lust and curiosity that I lose all control and attack her lips once again. She pressed her thigh against my core and I'm sure I moan loudly into her mouth. I want her. I need to feel her so badly. She breaks away but only to place wet kisses against my neck.

"I live just around the corner" she whispered while breathing into my ear.
I didn't really think about. I just looked at her and grabbed her hand as I pulled her towards the door. As we walked across the street I suddenly realized where I was. I couldn't help but laugh since I almost forgot that I wasn't home. Although this was my new home the next six months and I had a feeling that they were going to be pretty interesting.

The mixture of too much alcohol, being jetlagged and wanting to… well hop into bed with the most intoxicating stranger that I just met some minutes ago, was quite overwhelming, but at that moment I really didn't care about anything else. I was living in the moment, as Ciara would say.

"You really need to let go more, Lauren. Life is not just about work and being the best at everything. You should have more fun. Promise me that you'll try to enjoy yourself on the islands."

And I did promise her that I'd try.

As we enter her apartment she quickly pins me against the door and our lips meet in the most aggressive kiss yet. Our breaths heavy as we both moan into one another's mouth. It feels like the room's spinning. It must be a mix between the affects of the alcohol as well as my reaction to this woman being all over me. God she feels amazing. As the kiss becomes less erratic she teases my lips by softly using the tip of her tongue dancing across my lips. I immediately feel the amount of wetness increasing between my legs. I'm so turned on that it actually hurts, and the need for friction becomes too much. I push myself against her leg which makes her end the kiss. She just stops and looks at me.

She releases me and walks away, only to turn her head, entering a room down the hall, while giving me the most seductive look I've ever seen in my entire life. How can a person be this sexy? I think might have been in shock because it takes me a few minutes to physically being able to move my body.

Even though I usually don't let stranger kiss me or let alone fuck me, the only thing I can think about, is the want to please this woman in so many ways. My only goal right now is to make sure my name comes across her soft lips at least a couple of times tonight.

As I enter what I assume is her bedroom, I find her on the bed, resting her elbows, as she watches me enter the room. Like a lion staring at their prey ready for the perfect moment to attack…

"Take of your clothes," she says in a husky yet certain voice.

I can't do anything but oblige her request. I am confident in my own body, but the thought of being this close to another person still scares me a bit. But the way she looks at me gives me all the confidence and confirmation I need.

I take off my blouse and throw it on the floor, never removing my eyes from hers. As I unbutton on my jeans and slowly take them off, she once again licks her lips.

"Keep the panties and get over here" she smirks while her eyes are roaming up and down my body. She bites her lower lip as she rises from the bed.

"Do you have any idea how badly I want to fuck you right now" she whispers into my ear.

"Oh God" I respond, feeling my legs shaking underneath me. I feel the shiver all the way down my spine as she gives me a wet kiss.

I can't contain myself anymore and I pull her tank top over her head, signaling that I want her out of these clothes. "My oh my, aren't we eager?" she says playfully while I'm look at her with a hungry stare, and nod. She's wearing a black lace bra that shows off her full breast in the best possible way. She unclasps her bra at her back and lets the straps slide down her arms and onto the floor. I'm left speechless as my mouth drops.

"Do you like what you see?" she utters in a low almost husky voice.

"You are incredibly sexy" I whisper into her mouth as my lips once again find hers. This kiss is a more soft and gentle kiss even though the atmosphere in the room is anything but that.

I push her onto the bed and start opening the buttons on her pants and pull them off her. I mean it's only fair thinking about the fact that I am wearing nothing but my hotpants.

I straddle her lap and once again our lips crash into a frantic kiss. Her hands are touching me, what feels like, everywhere and our tongues are softly massaging each other. She places kisses down my neck, onto my collarbone.

Once I feel her tongue on my erect nipple I let out a loud moan. "Gosh. That's… mmhm" I pant while I grab her hair with my hands. I don't even remember the last time anyone touched me like this. It feels like a lifetime ago. She switches between licking and lightly biting my sensitive nipple while using her other thumb and index finger to lightly stoke and pinch my other one. I can't help but moan very loudly almost bursting from the desire she's making me feel as I roll my back and push it into the mattress while squeezing the pillow behind me. "I need… to touch… you" I pant as I roll us both around now me being back on top of her. Before she gets the chance to protest I kiss her deeply while straddling her.

I slowly lick my way up her neck and lightly bite her earlobe which causes her to moan out loudly once more. "I'm going to fuck so good" I whisper into her ear. Words I've never said before in my life, but somehow there's something about this woman that makes me forget everything I thought I knew about sex and intimacy. As I work my way down her neck I reach her breasts. "God, you are just perfect" I whisper as I lick around one of her nipples. When she grabs my hair, I move on to her right breast as I gently squeeze the left one and lightly move my palm around in circles stimulating her erect nipple.

I love that she's so responsive to my touch.

Still on top of her I work my way down from her upper stomach to the side of her ribcage while placing wet kisses all the way down her body, it makes her moan which is like music to my ears.

Once I reach her lower stomach I use my hands gently caressing the upper part of her thighs without going to the place I know she needs me the most. "Mmhm… You're driving me crazy" I hear her utter and I can't help but smile. That's exactly my plan. I continue my wet kisses down her stomach and as I reach the edge of her panties I place a few kisses on both sides where her panties cover her core. I use my tongue and teeth on her inner thighs as she grabs my hair with both hands, roughly.

I can smell her excitement which only turns me on even more, if that's even possible at this point. I need to taste her so I push the panties aside and give her a gentle kiss on her outer lips. "Oh my… so… wet…", slowly leaves my mouth as a light breath as I hear her curse something to the higher powers. She grabs the bed sheets with her hands as I trace my tongue against her outer lips and gently pull them apart. I was planning on teasing her for a bit longer, but I sense that she's losing control and needs me to touch her, badly.

I place a few kisses on her thighs before I return to her center. I take one long lick against her wet clit while she once again pulls my hair roughly. "Fuck… Please don't stop" she cries out loudly. That's all the encouragement that I need as I keep exploring her pussy, licking and sucking it, causing her to cry out several moans and curse words repeatedly.

"I'm so close… Oh god, I'm go-gonnaa.. I'm so close... P-pl-lease don't stop…" she cryingly almost screams as I feel her body starting to tremble. I use my hands to hold her body still as I keep licking her while she orgasms. As she's flooding my mouth with her wetness, I push two fingers inside of her making her scream out loud. "Fuuuck me…"

The feeling of her pushing against my fingers I increase my rhythm and fuck her with reckless abandon, as I promised her. I move myself to be back on top of her as she meets my lips while I keep thrusting my fingers inside of her.

"Do you want me to make you come again" I breathe in a husky voice into her mouth, while I keep kissing and fucking her. She doesn't answer as I once again increase the rhythm, she just moans and closes her eyes. She moves us around and ends up sitting in my lap almost riding my fingers. I suck one of her nipples and demand an answer. "Answer me. Do you want me to make you come once more?"

No answer… I stop moving my fingers.

"F-f-fuck, yes. God! Yes. Please d-don't stop", she says looking down at me. That's all I need as I start moving my hand in an even harder pace than before. Her juices are running down my finger and palm as I decide to enter her with another and curl them inside of this one spot which apparently is just the right one that makes her lose all control. I can feel and hear that she's so close. As the orgasm is flushing over her like a wave she bites down on my shoulder. "Jesus" I cry out, and as a result of that I keep going. I push her down on the bed and keep pushing my fingers inside of her and it doesn't take long before I watch her come undone once again. And what a satisfying sight that is.

While recovering from her multiple orgasms I slowly remove my fingers, which makes her body shiver. I don't think I've ever been this turned before nor this eager to please another person before.

"Are you okay" I ask, as I lay down beside her. She's still breathing heavily. I'm afraid I was a bit too keen, but I simply couldn't help myself.

"I'm Lauren by the way" I utter with a little smirk of satisfaction.

Jeez. I've just fucked this woman and I don't even know her name.

She suddenly opens her eyes and rolls on top of me, pushing her body against mine. Gosh she feels so good. She initiates a deep kiss and our tongues play with each other in a rather erotic way. She grabs both of my hands so that I can't move them and pushes her thigh into my core, rubbing herself against me. "Ouh... that feels good".

"I'm more than okay… Lau-ren. Do I not look okay to you?" she whispers into my ear. I simply just nod, enjoying feeling her body against mine. I'm having a hard time breathing as she keeps pushing herself against my wetness.

"I'm gonna do things to you… Lauren. To your delicious body…
"I'm gonna make you scream my name so many times, until you're practically begging me to stop."

"Jeez..." I cry out as I'm closing my eyes. I'm not able to form a coherent sentence or thought because of the amount of excitement my body is experiencing right now. What is this woman doing to me?

All of a sudden I feel something cold against my wrist.

What's happening?

Before I've got time to react I feel it on my other wrist as well. What the he…!

I can't move.

Handcuffs. Seriously? She has freaking handcuffed me… Is this really happening? I open my eyes as I realize what is going on. She's just giving me a crooked smile as if it's no big deal. Even though I am surprisingly even more turned on taken the whole situation into consideration but at the same time I'm also a bit pissed off.

"Don't worry… Lau-ren". How can she make saying my name sounding so sexy? "I'm only going to make you feel good. I just need to make sure that you can't touch me anymore… For now, at least" she says in a seductive voice.

"And I'm Bo… In case you were wondering what name to scream later."

This feels like a dream. A hot and wet dream. But still a dream.

What have I gotten myself into? Well I might as well enjoy it and let's be honest here for a moment. It's not like I don't want to. Although I am not entirely sure. I mean it's basically a stranger and I am handcuffed to a bed. Naked.

Damn!

"Just relax. I'll be right back". She kisses me and removes herself from my body and from the bed. Where is she going? I can't help myself but to watch her in-humanly beautifully toned body. She's looks like someone who's been sculpted out of clay into the most perfectly proportioned body. And that ass. My gosh. She can probably get away with everything walking around with an ass like that.

After a few minutes she returns, leaning against the door-frame. Oh my f*** word!

She sees the uneasy look in my eyes as my eyes drop to her waist

She is wearing a strap-on…

…. without straps.

Of course

It's been years since I've been on the receiving end of a strap-on, since I'm usually the one wearing it. I'm not sure what to think at this point. But then again, she looks so incredibly sexy. I'm afraid to say so but the way I am feeling at the moment she can get away with basically everything. I'd let her do things to me I wouldn't ever have dreamed about letting anyone else do.
Her eyes are watching my body like she's at a buffet about to eat all of her favorite things on the menu. All at once. Naked. Wearing nothing but a strap-on… that's when I realize that the other end of the dildo must be inside of her.

Holy mother of… I slowly feel the pool between my legs getting even bigger

"Aren't you a look for sore eyes… Lauren". As she walks towards the bed she doesn't remove her eyes from mine. "Do you know how badly I've wanted to fuck you ever since I saw you sitting in that bar earlier?

I don't respond.

She crawls onto the bed, and starts kissing all the way up against my legs to my thighs. She quickly removes my soaking wet hotpants and makes one long motion with her tongue against my outer lips. "Oh God!" "Lauren… you really are soaked, aren't you?" Then she parts my outer lips and fully covers my clit with her mouth. I let out a loud groan while she keeps licking and sucking around it and it's about to kill me. The feeling of not being able to move is impossible to handle. It's exhilarating and frustrating. I have no control.

She's in charge.

She doesn't let me come.

I'm not surprised.

As she straddles me, I can feel the phallus pushing against my stomach. I have a hard time admitting that even though it scared it mostly turn so darn much. All I can think of is that it's this sex-beast of a woman about have her way with me just as she pleases. Placing kisses all the way along my stomach and breast she covers a large part of my left breast around her mouth nibbling my hard nipple with her tongue, slowly caressing my ribcage over to my upper stomach and down between where I need her the most. Just gently though. I feel as if I'm about to explode just by her barely touching me. My need for release and her touch is becoming too much to handle and the handcuffs only enhance the intensity of her still gentle touches. Of everything.

"Bo… oh god…"

"What do you need me to do, Lauren?" she says playfully as she bites my nipple and caresses my clit with her hand.

"I need you to touch me.

"I need you inside of me."

Her playful kisses and tongue reach my neck. "What is it? You want me to fuck you, Lauren? You want hard my cock inside of you?" she groans in my ear, as she bites my earlobe and sucks it.

Her dirty talk is working. Clearly. And she's enjoying every minute of driving me crazy like this. Having this kind of control over me. The only thing I crave right now, is her to fuck me. One way or the other.

"Yes. Please…"

We engage in a deep kiss as she enters me with one finger. Then she adds another one. It feels like I've been waiting for her to touch me like this in forever… and it's blowing my mind.

"You feel so good Lauren… Your pussy is so fucking wet… and tight. It feels like you were more than ready for me to fill you up like this, huh?"

As she keeps finger-fucking me she slowly moves lower and lower to end up with her head between my legs. "I'm going to lubricate my cock with your juices since you're already so damn wet, Lauren. And then I'm going to fuck you really good".

I'm in the most intense pleasure I've probably every experienced and can't form an answer other than to just moan loudly. She removes her fingers and teases my opening with the tip of the strap-on. She then runs her hand all over my core and grabbing it around the dildo as if she was jerking it off in slow movements. "You know how wet it makes me to see how responsive you clearly are to my touch? Can you see how I easy it is for me to cover my cock with your juices making it all ready for you?"

This woman doesn't stop to surprise with this her dirty dirty mouth. Before I know it she finally enters me slowly with the strap-on. It feels so big as she fills me up. She waits for a bit letting me get used to the feeling of her being inside of me. Obviously, I don't entirely hate being on the receiving end of it. She kisses my lips and then my neck as she slowly starts to move inside of me as I grip the sheet with both my hands. I slowly push myself against her which instantly makes her increase the speed.

I feel her breasts against mine and hear lips next to my ear: "How do you want me to fuck you Lauren?" she softly whispers as I'm just about to come feeling her warm breath which causes chills to cover my entire body… "Hard and fast or sweet and slow?" she continues.

Grabbing the sheet even harder making my knuckles all white and my heart beating so fast that it feels as if it's about to jump out of my chest. I'm struggling trying to give her an answer. "Oh god... uhm… just… I… I don't know."

"You don't know? How would you like me… *thrust* to *thrust* make *thrust* you *thrust* come? Because it feels as if you really need to come? Am I right, Lauren?"

Oh, dear lord Jesus and mother Mary!

"Ye-he-sss..." I stutter out in what feels more like a breath than an actual word

"Hard…?"

"… or slow?"

"Uh.." I can't seem to be able to form any words… but by concentrating everything I can on putting together somewhat of a sentence… "H-hard… and fast…" I once again stutter as she instantly increases her thrusts.

"Great answer, Lauren. 'Cause I really want to fuck you so bad. So hard" she utters as she pushes herself deeper than before. She's so deep that I can now feel her wet pussy against mine. A moan becomes more of a scream as she's penetrating me as deep as it's physically possible.

"How does it feel that I fuck you like this, Lauren?" she whispers onto my lips as she leans down towards me for a kiss.

She's keeps fucking me as I've never been fucked before and I can't think straight. All the thoughts in my head disappear and I completely just give myself to her and this very moment. "G-g-goood. So good Bo… I'm… I'm so very close…Pl.. please don't stop!"

Her thrusts are slowing down as my orgasm is only minutes… maybe seconds away. "Please… p-lease don't stop…

Then she stops.

I look at her with lust filled eyes and she grabs something from the bedside table. It's the keys to the handcuffs.

"Maybe I should just untie you know. Yeah, I think I want to untie you for what I have in mind. For how I want you to come"

The need for release is killing me. The teasing, fucking and almost torture the past minutes, hours or however long it's been without coming, are getting to me. "Oh god. Please just fuck me, Bo" I almost shout at her. Desperate and so needy. "Please?".

A somewhat of a surprised look on her face makes her puts down the keys again. She places both hands on my hips and continues thrusting hard and deep into me. Using her thumb to circle around my clit it merely takes seconds before I reach the point of no return as I scream incohesive syllables into the room as I orgasm. It's so loud that I'm nervous that her neighbors heard me.

Me coming doesn't stop her and she keeps thrusting the dildo inside of me. Payback is a sweet revenge. She grabs the keys while still fucking me and releases me from the handcuffs. "I'm not done with you yet. Just because I untied you doesn't mean that I'm satisfied. She pulls out the dildo and rolls me over so that I'm on top of her.

"I want you to ride me, Lauren. I want you so sit on top of me as I can watch your pleasure. I want to feel your wetness on my stomach and on my pussy" she says in a hoarse and deep voice. I really am surprised how much of a dirty talker she: I've never slept with anyone this vocal and it really surprises me how into it I am. She's doing something to me that I can't define. I've never felt this dirty or libidinous in my entire life.

I don't say anything but just remove myself so that I end up between her legs. I can see the thoughts floating around in her head like she doesn't know what to expect from me. Even though the dildo is still inside of her I'm able to reach her clit with my tongue. I need to taste her before I do anything further.

"You taste amazing" I whisper as I keep playing with her outer and inner lips with my flexible tongue. She's so damn wet. I reach for the dildo and move the end that's inside of her, in and out of her, while I keep licking her pussy. It appears to be a good decision since she's loudly moaning my name over and over again reaching her hands over her head and holds onto the headboard of the bed. All her dirty talk has made me more adventurous vocally: "I thought I was the one that was ought to be screaming your name, Bo" I say teasingly, but she doesn't seem to be hearing anything I say. Judging by the amounts of fluids and the reactions her body is making to my touches, just as she's about to reach her climax, I stop!

She barely manages to register that I stopped before I once again straddle her and push myself onto the dildo without much of an effort. It slowly disappears inside of me leaving just skin between us.

"God, you are so sexy" she gasps as she grabs both hands on my hips and lifts herself to a position where she's now facing me. She pushes me down onto the dildo as I move myself up and down while breathing heavily into her mouth. She places her mouth on my breast and sucks on one of my nipples while I'm basically fucking myself with her strap-on. It feels so raw and sexy and it makes me so wet thinking about her wearing a strap-on as I feel it move inside of her while I move up and down against her.

I'm already close and by her breathing and sounds I think she's close to coming as well. I push her down to lie flat on her back as I ride her roughly and hard. The dildo reaches a spot in my core that takes me over the edge and it doesn't take long until I this time scream her name out loud. Seeing me come undone on top of her seems to take her the edge as well, and I keep moving until she orgasms – her whole body cramping and twitching…

After a few seconds I push myself off the strap-on placing myself by her side. We're both breathing heavily as we try to collect ourselves for a few minutes…

"Wow. That was… Just wow" she looks at me bursting into somewhat of a laughter. Gosh. Her smile is making my heart beat even faster. "You were pretty amazing, I must say… and full of surprises."

"I get that a lot" I answer teasingly as we now both start laughing

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A/N: Should I continue?
As I said, this is my first fanfic ever. Let me know what you think. Was it too much or what do you reckon?

Thank you for reading. It's highly appreciated!