Emily bit her lip, holding back a moan as JJ pressed into her back. She could feel the bulge in JJ's pants, trapped under rough denim, hard against her ass. Her tight, black dress was little protection. In the crowded West Virginia bar, it felt filthy to be so obvious, but JJ's hands snuck around her waist to hold her.
Their friends were scattered throughout the bar, celebrating after a tough case. As much as they all wanted to go home, they couldn't pass up the opportunity to get rough and rowdy at a country bar. It was so rare to close a case without any new victims and they were determined to ride the high. Morgan had forced them all to chug their first beers before sending them on their way.
Rubbing blue chalk on the end of her pool stick, Emily pushed her hips back into JJ. They were just tipsy enough to be flirtatious in public, pretending to help each other play and shooting lust-filled glances across the pool table. Knowing that JJ was hard-packing only made the whole game feel more dangerous. She'd never worn her strap on out in public before and, if it was going to be this hard to control herself, she wasn't sure she could again.
After about an hour of drinking and teasing, Emily was ready to give in. JJ dug her fingertips into Emily's soft sides, pulling her back against hard muscle. She felt JJ's tongue along the shell of her ear and shivered.
"How much longer are we going to play this game?"
Emily's hips jumped forward at the low growl of JJ's voice. Heat pooled between her legs as she swallowed, trying to keep at least a little bit of dignity. They were still in public after all.
"Well," she tried, "I've got three balls left to sink."
JJ chuckled, the sound curling around Emily's throat. "I saw we blow this popsicle stand and I sink something else into you."
The terrible pun snapped Emily out of her fog and she laughed loudly, putting her pool stick down so she could lean against the edge of the table. Behind her, JJ was snorting with amusement. She moved to lean against the table beside Emily, wrapping her arms around her waist.
"I'm sorry!" JJ gasped, leaning forward as she calmed her laughter. "It just came to me!"
Following JJ's example, Emily looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, something else will come to you."
They burst into laughter again, too drunk to care if they looked like idiots. As they laugh, a man wanders over to them, his thick jeans tucked into mud-covered boots. His dark green flannel shirt hangs open halfway down his hairy chest. A thick handlebar mustache covered half his face.
He stopped in front of them, tucking his thumbs into the front of his belt. "Hello, ladies," he said gruffly, smirking. "What's so funny?"
JJ curled a lip, turning her back on the man. This wasn't the first time they'd been hit on by someone who couldn't see that they were a couple. After three years together, JJ was tired of it. She rested her hands on the table and waited for Emily to make the guy leave.
"Sorry, man," Emily said nicely. "We're not looking for company."
"Oh? You guys...together?"
Emily snorted. "Yeah."
JJ heard the man scoff. She rolled her eyes. Next would be some comment about turning them.
"I didn't figure you for a dyke."
JJ spun around before the words had even fully registered. Her fist connected with the man's nose, breaking it with a sickening crunch. He stumbled back, but she grabbed his shirt with one hand, punching him again. Her knuckles stung, but seeing his lip split open felt vindicating.
As she tossed the man to the floor, straddling his chest so she could continue to pummel him, she heard Emily call for Morgan. JJ landed blow after blow on the man's face until strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her off of him. She spat at the bloody, unconscious man on the floor before she got too far away.
Morgan carried her halfway across the bar, setting her down close to the door. He raised his eyebrows at her. "What was that?"
"He insulted Emily," she said defensively. Looking at her hands, she winced at her bloody knuckles. They were definitely going to sting tomorrow. "Ow."
"She says, 'ow'," Morgan chuckles, shaking his head. Turning to Emily, who had followed along, he gestured to JJ. "Take her home."
Emily took in JJ's knuckles, her wild hair, and the barely noticeable bulge in her pants and nodded. "I will."
Head jerking up at Emily's tone, JJ grinned. Groaning, Morgan left them to their own devices, knowing that if he stuck around, he'd end up seeing something he didn't want to. Again. JJ hurried out of the bar, Emily close behind.
It was a small town and their hotel was only a couple of blocks away. They got halfway there before Emily grabbed JJ's arm and shoved her into a narrow alley. JJ's back hit the worn brick of a building and she gasped.
"That was so sexy," Emily breathed, pressing herself flush to JJ and sliding a thigh between the blonde's legs. "You're so strong."
JJ tilted her chin up, eyes locked onto Emily's mouth, entirely focused on her sinfully red lips. "You liked that?"
"Yes." Emily cupped JJ's face in her hands, mouth falling open as her mind clouded with lust. "God, you could have killed him."
"I would have," she moaned, shoving her hands under Emily's shirt to squeeze her lace-covered ass. "I would have for you."
Their lips crashed together, teeth scraping against lips until they found their rhythm. Emily panted into JJ's mouth, desire making her messy and desperate. JJ already felt crazy, her body burning against Emily's. She dug her nails into the firm muscle of Emily's ass as the thigh between her legs pressed against her.
A large part of her wanted to just fuck against this alley wall, getting caught be damned. Emily was in such a similar state that she'd probably agree. She'd let JJ pull her dress up right here.
"Fuck," Emily whined into JJ's eager mouth. "I want you inside me so bad. God, I'm so wet for you, JJ."
Whimpering, JJ sank her teeth into Emily's bottom lip, earning herself a strangled sob. She barely registered that her hips were grinding down on Emily's bare leg, using her grip as leverage. The friction was amazing, but she could also feel the strap-on that she was wearing pushing into her and JJ suddenly knew what she really wanted.
"Is it-" She gasped loudly as Emily's hands slid around to tangle in her loose hair and tug. "Emily, is it weird that I want you to suck my strap-on?"
A loud moan burst from Emily, her eyes slamming closed at the request. "That's so fucking hot, Jayje. God, I'd love to suck your dick."
JJ's heart pounded in her chest so hard that she was sure Emily had to feel it. She wasn't sure what it was about the idea of Emily wrapping those red, red lips around her, but she felt light-headed at just the thought. Gathering some willpower, JJ shoved Emily away, making her stumble backwards.
"Let's go."
With a grin, Emily nodded and hurried out of the alley. She carefully fixed her lipstick with a finger, knowing that it was just going to get ruined again soon. They still had to walk through the hotel lobby, though, and she didn't need to get judging looks from the clerk. When they reached the hotel, JJ jumped forward to pull the door open for her.
Emily made sure to brush against her as she passed, winking flirtatiously. She was so wet just thinking about sucking JJ's strap on. It wasn't something she'd thought of before, but now that it was in her head, she was practically salivating. She loved the way JJ's attitude had changed over the years as she became more masculine and confident.
They quickly crossed the hotel lobby and got into the elevator. Emily kissed JJ again as they went up to their floor. It was a short ride, but by the time the door opened on the fourth floor, they were tangled together in a corner, Emily's skirt around her hips and JJ's hands pulling at her underwear.
The ding of the elevator doors opening made Emily pull away and tug her dress down again. She couldn't wait to be out of it for good, JJ's hands in her hair, the smell and taste of her smeared across Emily's face. They both walked as fast as they could without running to their room.
JJ dug into her pocket for the room key and shoved it into the lock as soon as they got to the door. Pulling it open, she let Emily inside first, watching as she yanked her dress over her head before the door had even fully closed again. Kicking her heels off, Emily turned around and forced JJ against the door.
Her lips claimed JJ's, passionate and desperate. Wrapping her arms around Emily, JJ just clung to her, letting the black-haired woman set the pace. It wasn't like her to give up control, but Emily was so eager and JJ couldn't pull herself out of her haze of lust long enough to try and dominate the situation.
"Are you hard for me?" Emily mumbled against JJ's lips. She pulled her girlfriend's button down out of her jeans and ripped it open, sending buttons flying. "Tell me how hard I make you."
JJ whimpered, hips jutting forward, pants feeling tight. "God, you drive me crazy. Every time you bent over the pool table, I wanted to…"
"What?" Emily gasped, pushing JJ's binder up so she could palm her breasts and scratch dull nails over tight, pink nipples. "What did you want to do? Did you want to fuck me?"
"Yes."
Emily peppered JJ's jaws with sloppy, wet kisses. She wanted to take her time, but she could feel JJ quivering with need against her. JJ's hips were pushing into her and Emily thought again about having JJ's dick in her mouth. It was her turn to whimper.
The sound helped JJ focus again and she took Emily's face in one hand, the other still clutching her around the waist. She brushed her thumb over Emily's bottom lip. A pink tongue flicked out and then Emily sucked JJ's thumb into her mouth.
With wide eyes, JJ watched as Emily's lips circled her finger. She could feel Emily swirl her tongue around it and the feeling sent heat straight down between JJ's legs. Emily's black eyes watched her closely, taking in the way JJ's eyelashes fluttered and she took trembling, unsteady breaths.
"Please," JJ begged, eyes filling with tears at how much she needed Emily. "Please."
Hearing JJ plead with her made Emily's eyes roll back in her head. The lust and desperation in her voice almost made Emily come without any touch at all. She'd never heard JJ sound like this before and she knew she would remember it forever.
Emily fell to her knees, face level with JJ's belt. She opened it easily, pulling it through the loops and tossing it aside. Reaching for the button of JJ's pants, Emily hesitates and wraps her hands around the back of JJ's thighs instead. Looking up, she meets JJ's lidded blue eyes and leans forward.
Taking the button of JJ's pants in her mouth, Emily uses her tongue to unbutton them and then her teeth to pull down the zipper. JJ's mouth falls open at the sight, her eyes glued to Emily's. She realized that she had stopped breathing and sucked in air.
The woman on her knees was gorgeous and wickedly sexy. JJ stared down her body at Emily's sharp cheekbones, delicate nose, and startlingly wide eyes. It felt like a miracle to even have this woman look at her. How had she earned the privilege to get Emily on her knees?
Emily eagerly tugged JJ's tight jeans down her thighs revealing the black boxer briefs keeping the strap on tucked away. She reached into the waistband to grasp the dildo before pulling the briefs down. Above her, JJ was breathing hard, chest heaving as she stared down at her.
Running her hands over JJ's thighs, Emily looked up, taking in the complete image. JJ's dick was in front of her, standing proud from the harness. Emily dragged her eyes up firm, hard abs, up to small, perfect breasts, along JJ's slender neck, to her flushed face. JJ's mouth hung open as she panted, eyes black with desire. Her hands pressed against the door as she tried to hang on to the last shreds of her control.
"You're so handsome," Emily sighed, gripping the base of her dick. "Jesus, JJ, it should be illegal."
Biting her lip, JJ's hands twitched, desperately wanting to tangle into Emily's hair. She didn't want to force her to do anything she didn't want, too, but JJ was dizzy with need. Emily's red lips were so close to her strap. It would be so easy to buck her hips and push into her mouth.
"What do you want?" Emily asked, leaning forward. Her pink tongue swiped against her lips and she swallowed. "Tell me."
"I want-" JJ groaned. She could feel how wet she was, but couldn't bring herself to be embarrassed. "I want you to suck my dick, Emily. God, I need it so much. Please, Emily. I need you."
With a throaty moan, Emily took JJ into her mouth, cheeks hollowing out as she sucked on the tip. JJ's thin thread of control snapped and she fisted her hands in Emily's hair, thrusting her hips forward, shoving the dildo down her throat. Emily gagged and JJ gasped, pulling out instantly and releasing Emily's hair.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!"
JJ started to squat to check on her, but Emily grabbed her hips and held up in place. She stared up at JJ, lips wet and cheeks red. Keeping her eyes fixed on JJ's, she opened her mouth and took JJ's whole length easily until her lips were pressed against the strappy leather harness.
She held JJ in her throat for a moment, eyes watering. Like this, she couldn't breathe, but JJ's breath was coming in short, sharp sobs and Emily knew that this was exactly what she'd wanted. Even if Emily wasn't entirely sure what JJ was thinking about with her gender, she would definitely support her no matter what. If that meant choking on her dick to draw a breathy moan from her, then Emily was more than willing to do it.
Pulling back, JJ's dick slipped from her mouth and she gasped, swallowing hard. The dildo was slick with saliva, shining in the overhead lights. Emily caught her breath and looked up at JJ again.
"Is that what you want?" Emily asked, breathlessly. She stroked the dildo with her hand, the other still clutching JJ's thigh. "You like how I look with your dick in my mouth?"
"Fuck," JJ groaned, hips jutting into Emily's hand with every stroke. "It's so good. You're so hot, Emily. Do you like it?"
Emily nodded eagerly. She lifted the dildo, dragging her tongue along the underside and kissing the tip. "I love it. I love you."
JJ bit her lip, carefully tangling a hand in Emily's hair again. "It shouldn't feel this good. It's not even real."
"It's real," Emily protested. "You think this isn't real?"
She took JJ's dick between her lips again, sucking hard and taking it all in again. Enthusiastically bobbing her head, she moved quickly, JJ's dick filling her mouth and throat with each stroke. Her eyes closed as she let herself enjoy it, knowing how much JJ was getting from it. She spread her hands over JJ's tight abs, holding her against the door.
JJ was mesmerized by the sight of her dick sliding in and out of Emily's mouth. Even though she couldn't feel Emily's mouth, she could still feel the way her body was warming and the way her arousal was dripping down the inside of her thighs. She watched drool collect in the corners of Emily's mouth and whimpered.
"Emily," she whined, clenching her fists in Emily's black hair. "You feel so good. This feels so good. God, your mouth is a miracle."
Moaning, Emily moved a hand between JJ's legs, fingers slipping easily through wet heat. JJ cried out, head slamming back into the door as Emily slowly pushed two fingers inside her. Her thumb brushed over JJ's clit and drew small circles, hurtling her toward the edge.
"Fuck, Emily. I'm already so close. I can't-"
Her hips bucked forward, dick hitting the back of Emily's throat and making her gag. Straightening again, she waited for Emily to make her stop. Instead, Emily hooked her free hand into the straps of JJ's harness and pulled her head back just enough that the tip of JJ's dick rested on her bottom lip.
"You can let go," Emily told her, voice rough and rasping. "Fuck my mouth, Jayje. I want you to come in my mouth."
JJ's hips twitched, desperate to ride Emily's fingers and thrust into her throat. "What if-"
"I trust you," Emily interrupted. "If it's too much, I'll tap your stomach, ok? I'll tell you, but JJ. I swear to God, if you don't come in my mouth, I'm going to die."
With a growl, JJ thrust forward into Emily's mouth, slamming her hips into red lips. Emily moaned loudly, the sound rumbling against JJ's skin. Enjoying the sight of Emily's large, black eyes staring up at her with need, JJ took a deep breath and then started a brutal rhythm.
Emily took her easily and the room filled with the sound of JJ's dick plunging into Emily's throat. The fingers inside JJ curled as she rode them, each movement hitting her perfectly. JJ knew that she wasn't going to last long. She was already so close to the edge and Emily was still looking up at her with those wide eyes and flushed cheeks.
"You're doing so well," JJ managed. "You're so good, Emily. My good girl. Your lips look so good around my dick." Emily moaned, eyes slamming shut. The hand in JJ's harness dropped between her legs. She rubbed her clit as JJ continued to fuck her face. "Does this turn you on?" JJ asked, even though she knew Emily couldn't answer. "You're so dirty, Emily. God, you're going to come with my dick in your mouth."
JJ's voice caught in her throat as she came suddenly, hips stuttering to a stop. She released Emily's hair and slammed her hands into the door behind her. Her whole body was trembling and shaking and she thought she might pass out.
As soon as she could breathe, she looked at Emily again. She gasped when she saw that Emily was still sucking her dick, whimpering against it as she touched herself. JJ shoved Emily's head away, removed her pants and underwear fully, and dropped to her knees, too.
She covered Emily's body with her own, crashing their mouths together and guiding the dildo to Emily's entrance. She thrust inside, pounding into Emily as hard and fast as she could. Emily sobbed into her mouth, clutching JJ's face as she took her dick. She couldn't think or breathe or do anything, but let JJ fuck her.
Ripping her mouth away, JJ sat back, grabbing Emily's thighs and pushing them forward against her chest. "You take my dick so well," JJ groaned, watching Emily's face as she got fucked. "You're so fucking wet, Emily. You're so fucking wet for me. I want you to come for me. I want to feel you come around my dick."
Emily came with a loud sob, back arching off the ground. JJ didn't let up, pounding into her over and over again. As her orgasm subsided, Emily tried to breathe again, still feeling scattered and overwhelmed. She didn't want JJ to pull out of her yet. She was obsessed with her dick and needed more.
"Roll over," Emily gasped. "Please. I want to ride you."
Groaning, JJ rolled them over until Emily was straddling her hips. Tossing her hair over her shoulders, Emily started to ride her, grinding her hips down onto JJ. It was so amazing to feel JJ so deep inside of her. Emily put her hands on JJ's abs so she could leverage herself up and down JJ's cock.
"You feel amazing," Emily moaned, dropping her head as she tried her best to keep moving. "Fuck, JJ, I love it. I love making you feel good. I love fucking you so much."
"Come for me," JJ begged. She reached between Emily's legs to rub tight circles over her clit. "Emily, please. Come for me."
Emily fell forward as she came, head on JJ's shoulder as she shuddered. JJ clung to her, whispering praise into her ear as she rode out her pleasure. Their sweating skin stuck together, both of them feeling feverish and light-headed, but they didn't care. It felt so good to be this close, open, and vulnerable.
After a while, Emily finally managed to breathe again, her heartbeat starting to slow.y She pushed herself up, looking down at JJ's smiling face with a grin of her own. She raised a smug eyebrow.
"Wow," Emily breathed, chuckling. "I could get used to that."
JJ tucked a strand of hair behind Emily's ear. "I love you."
"I love you, too." Emily kissed her softly. "So… Are you going to wear that more?"
"Maybe?" JJ bit her lip, settling her hands on Emily's hips. "Is that ok?"
Emily could tell that there was a lot more to the question than hard-packing in public. Before JJ had bought a binder, they'd talked about her dressing more masculine and what would change. JJ had said that it wasn't a big deal, but Emily saw the way she ran her hand over her chest in the mirror, smiling at the visual. She knew that it was a bigger deal than maybe even JJ knew.
Tonight had shown her that they were moving further into JJ's real desires. Even if neither of them could see how far it would go, they had already started the journey. Emily was going to be by JJ's side the entire way and support her no matter what.
"I think it's great," Emily said, stroking JJ's cheek. "You know that I love you no matter what, right?"
"Yeah."
"I mean it." Emily pressed another gentle kiss to her girlfriend's lips. "You can make any decision you want about your body, or your gender, or absolutely anything and I'll be right by your side. Wild horses couldn't drag me from you."
JJ laughed at the familiar expression as her heart swelled. She didn't know what she wanted yet, but things were becoming clearer. It was incredibly comforting to know that Emily would be with her no matter what.
"I'm going to wife you up one of these days," JJ joked, blushing.
Emily grinned. "Maybe you will."
"Maybe I will."