Warning: It gets very smutty! Enjoy x
Connie parked her motorbike, turned off the engine and let Rita get off. They took off thier helmets and made the way to the front door. 'So, Mrs Beauchamp...what alcohol do you have? Wine...Tequila?' Rita asked suggestively as they stepped over the threshold and entered the kitchen. 'Both...' Connie took Rita's hand and pushed her against the kitchen sideboard, leant next to Rita's ear 'but I don't need any more alcohol to do the things I'm about to do to you...'
This affected Rita immensely, but at the same time she felt that she needed to calm her nerves. 'Shall we do shots?' Rita asked hoping Connie wouldn't be offended. Connie searched through her cupboard and place a bottle of tequila, with 2 shot glasses. 'So you need more alcohol?' Connie asked softly. Now that Rita knew Connie wasn't offended she picked up the bottle and unscrewed the lid 'well, I am about to eat my boss...so I think a shot would go down well' she stated. Connie smiled unzipping her leather jacket and putting it on the side. Rita passed her the shot 'to Zoe...' '...and to the best night of your life' Connie winked before downing the shot. 'Now, I approve of those horns but all the other items are unnecessary...we need to do something about that...don't you think?' Connie then ascended the stairs to the bedroom holding Rita's hand.
'As hot as you look in leather I think you are also overdressed...' Rita stated before taking of her T-shirt. The blonde's eyes widened as she watched Connie slowly unbutton her leather trousers.
'Better?' Connie asked. Rita nodded with a sly smile, she wrapped her arms around Connie and picked her up. The brunette wrapping her legs around the blonde's waist as she pushed her hard against the wall. Connie let out a moan as her back hit the wall, grabbing hold of Rita's face as she brought her lips to hers with a strong desire. Rita put her hand on the desk, accidently knocking over a rather expensive vase. She turned in alarm, 'fuck' when she saw the shards scattered on the floor. Connie grabbed her face again, pulling her in, not caring at all. Rita's hands moving to the brunette's bum, holding her up.
Rita moved the brunette from the wall and threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her. 'It's going to be hard looking at you tomorrow...' Connie whispered, her hungry eyes watching Rita move her hands all over her body. 'Well...that's why we need to satisfy ourselves now...Mrs Beauchamp' Rita pointed out taking off Connie's vest top. 'I think you're right Nurse Freeman' Connie agreed grasping Rita's waist and flipping her over so she was she was straddling the blonde. 'You're still overdressed...' Connie smiled as she ran her fingers over Rita's stomach, causing her to squirm, then unbuttoned her jeans kissing her thighs as she took them off. 'Fuck me! Connie!' Rita exclaimed. The brunette climbed up her body, kissing and biting as she went till she reached Rita's face. Where she placed a light kiss on her lips before tracing them with her finger. Her eyes then locked on to Rita's. 'It's Mrs Beauchamp!' she stated matter-of-factly. Rita smiled leaning forward, her hands travelling lower on Connie's body until the brunette gasped, then whispered 'Fuck me Mrs Beauchamp!'
Connie pushed Rita down, their lips met again but more aggressively. Their tongues slipping in. Connie bit her bottom lip when she felt Rita entering her again, looking into her eyes with lust. Connie took hold of Rita's wrists and moved them up to her waist, then ran her fingers through Rita's hair taking off the horns and proceeded to put them on her own head. Rita smiled wickedly 'Devil Beauchamp...'
Connie wrapped her hands around Rita's middle unhooking her bra, throwing it on the floor. Moving her hands slowly over Rita's bare skin, teasing her evilly. Rita moaned wanting more. Connie replacing her hands with her lips descending her body until she was between Rita's legs. She continued kissing, holding on to Rita's thighs, digging her nails into the skin. 'Fuck' Rita screamed feeling her whole body throbbing with need. Connie swiftly removed the material, then worked her way back up with her lips, tasting her. Connie flicked with her tongue as she slowly entered two fingers.
'Mrs Beauchamp!' Rita breathed, as her body started tingling. Connie smiled speeding up, increasing her pressure, moving a hand to Rita's stomach. Rita's hands moved to Connie's head as she reached the edge. The brunette biting slightly as Rita screamed in pleasure.
'Fucking hell!' Rita gasped as her heartbeat started to slow down. Connie grinned down at her, satisfied with her reaction, licking her fingers. Rita moved her hands up to Connie's hair and took the horns, putting them back on 'now it's Devil Freeman.' Sitting up kissing the brunette, taking off her bra, moving her lips to Connie's neck and her hands to the drenched underwear. Pushing Connie down on the bed so she could see every inch of her flawless skin.
Rita's fingers glided inside Connie as she teased her nipples with her tongue. The brunette moaned taking Rita's face in her hands, kissing her deeply whilst Rita curled her fingers inwards. Rita pulled away, letting Connie catch her breath, whispering 'I want to taste you.' The blonde could physically feel the reaction of her words. She increased her pace, bringing her tongue down. Circling until she could feel Connie's body spasm erratically. 'Fuck Rita!'
Rita lay on her side next to Connie, watching the rise and fall of her chest. Once Connie had composed herself she turned to face the blonde, reaching for her hand. 'I need to go home...sorry' Rita apologised, wishing she didn't have to but needed to sort herself out for the wedding. 'Well, you can't drive in your state and I'm not letting you take a taxi so I guess I'll have to drive you...but I'm not promising that I'll be good...' Connie hinted, running her fingers along Rita's chest. Rita's eyes lit up, with a glimmer of fire that was returning 'I've always thought you looked hot driving that Mercedes...'
They got dressed, unnecessarily, before heading to the silver car for round 2.