A/N So, here's just a tease of my lady porn for you, Leo x Karai in a Casablanca-esque setting. I'm taking a break from my long-fic, Animal Cruelty (nominated for TMNT Reader's Choice Best Dark Fiction 2018, hurray!)
I needed to get my sexy going, and please, I do hope you enjoy!
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The hand-carved mahogany door closed, shutting out the club's music and raucous clientele. Leonardo never brought women back to his office, but he had business with that lonely dress hugging Karai's body. He pulled his tie loose.
Karai kicked off her pumps. The little minx padded barefoot across the oriental rug. She sat on his desk and popped open the whiskey bottle. "I made myself at home."
Only a bottle of rye chaperoned the former lovers.
The slit on her dress had some explaining to do, putting on a show like that. Exposing her thighs. Only for him. Leonardo smoothed his white tuxedo jacket on its rack. "That's my Karai." When he placed his cufflinks in a ceramic valet, the comfortable smirk fell from his face.
His. A treasure only for him. And, Karai didn't deny it. Their eyes locked while she kissed the lip of the Jameson, taking a nice slow pull of the sweet-hot spirit. She sure knew how to wet his appetite; he was jealous of that whiskey.
The lady wiped her mouth, and the bottle didn't make a sound setting down on the desk.
Leonardo circled a massive hand around her waist, simultaneously, his other hand slyly pushed the whiskey to safety. Leonardo kissed her breathless. Drinking in her moan made all the color return to his life. A blinding radiance embraced them.
As sure as the tides, his lips refused to stop surging towards her. He pushed, she yielded. Karai wasn't letting go. He laid her back.
That icy blue number was late for an appointment.
He kissed her neck, tracing her throat down to her clavicle. His lips and teeth carefully picked one spaghetti strand and urged it over her shoulder. Hovering over her cleavage, he tenderly kissed her beating center. She arched up to him.
Leo's full name steamed off her tongue, while his fingers encouraged her flimsy bodice down. Half-naked and spread on a glossy, imported alter, the goddess pulled him to her breast. A tart, little nipple found its way into his mouth. He gave it a lick. A slow kiss. Another sweet, suckling kiss. Then, after some playful nibbles and cool breath, Karai got impatient.
A zipper sounded and the Kunoichi was right, pants were no longer needed. Their laughter filled his lonely office. He caressed her smile. How many nights had he wondered about his lost love, the woman who had filled his heart then emptied his soul and his bank account. But, now, nothing mattered. She had changed. Karai was his tonight.
He leaned in close and gave a gentle command. "Take it off."
The rest of the dress peeled from her body.
On his knees, he scooted her bottom closer to the edge. He loved a lady with good taste in indecent undergarments, and this pair looked hotter and more expensive than a trip to Cabo. His tongue needed another vacation somewhere warm and inviting.
Karai let him know how excited she was about the trip. "Yes, Leonardo, yes."
He pulled a strip of blue cotton to the side. Plumped pink winked at him. Leo churred like he had downed a bottle of Patron.
Their lips met.
Tugging his mask ends, she sure had missed him. Her voice pure pleasure, Leonardo's tail proudly dropped. He held his cock in a relaxed, ready position, patiently stroking his shaft as he tasted her.
Sunshine flooded his mind. He loved how nice she sounded, like the lapping of the ocean on pearly white sand. Pure goodness seeped into his mouth. Karai's praise bounced off the gilded wallpaper. "Yes. Oh, Leo, yes, right there."
Of course, he hadn't lost his touch. The clocoa self-lubricated.
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A/N Damn, a cliffy! Oh antici-. I had to post something, lol, will clean up the money shot and finish this lil romp asap. Xoxox
