A/N : Again, I'm sorry for the delay.
"I need you to be quiet." Vera commanded. For once, she wanted to be the one in charge. Even though she was lacking experience, she had quite the imagination. She's never had the courage to do anything of this nature, not that she has anyone to do this with. Her warm lips were sending chills down Joan's body. She didn't hesitate to bite into the flesh.
"I thought you were all vanilla." Vera shushed her and started unclasping her bra, this time white and silky. She looked at the perky breasts emerged from underneath the fabric. She took her left nipple inside her mouth and curled her tongue around it. It made Joan let out a sound of pleasure. "It's always the quiet ones." She chuckled. The smaller woman stopped immediately. She pushed Joan's plate away and seated herself on the table.
"You were supposed to be quiet." She teased.
The Governor was still self confident. "Or what?" She threw Vera a challenge. She had to see what else Vera had up her sleeve. She smiled, waiting for her next move. The other woman grinned viciously. She began sliding off her work shirt from her hips, along with her tights and panties. She brought Joan's chair closer and separated her own legs, revealing glistening from arousal folds. Vera's scent hit Joan's nostrils, automatically drawing her closer. "Uncuff me, Vera." Joan pleaded. It made the smaller woman laugh. "This wasn't a suggestion." She was clearly frustrated. The deputy cupped her face and brought it right between her legs. Joan's nose bumped into Vera's hot center. This small action caused her insides clench. The older woman drew the tongue over the exposed part of her body. Vera undoubtedly tasted magnificently, what Joan confirmed with humming. She was moving her tongue, collecting the dropping wetness. She couldn't believe how drained Vera was. She worked up a rhythm, moving along with the pulsating core.
"J-Joan!" Vera cried with the most pleasurable frequency the other woman's heard in a long time. The Governor was drinking on the spilling juices and sucking the hardened nub until, then she touched a certain could tell her deputy was close but instead of giving her what she wanted, she started licking around the incredibly sensitive area. The other woman growled. "P-lease!" She stuttered. Joan smiled and leaned away.
"Uncuff me."
"No!" she was panting. Her core was filled with want. She put her legs on the back of Joan's chair, making it impossible to escape. She grasped the back of her head, drawing her straight to the hot destination. The captured woman continued her previous actions, driving Vera to the edge. The gasping woman, who was holding herself up on her elbows, fell on the table with a loud thud while riding her euphoric sensation with Joan's tongue. The woman underneath could feel the clench of her walls on top of her oral muscle in the accompany of Vera's voice, screaming her name in satisfaction.
Joan was observing Vera's shirt covered chest, slowly rising and falling. She asked half recovered woman "Can you set me free?".
Heavy breathing, she managed to form an answer. "Not just yet." She put herself up and slid off the table to stand on shaky legs. She spoke, once she was stable. "Take your chair and turn it in my direction." She barely let it out of her mouth, not caring how convincing it was. Joan did what she was told. Vera approached her and pointing to her pelvis, she made a come hither move with her forefinger. The older woman bucked her hips and Vera removed her slacks. Then, she made her way to the back of the chair and took off the handcuffs. She quickly sat on Joan's lap and attacked her mouth with her own. She felt the hardened nipples pressing down her shirt.
Joan's hands were creeping to the front, caressing Vera's clothed abdomen. In the blink of an eye, her hands were cuffed once more. "What do you think you're doing?" She asked with displeasure. She was brought to the floor, wearing only thin panties.
"Shush." Vera stood up and loosened her tie, then unbuttoned her shirt. She threw them to the floor, soon followed by her camisole. "On your knees." She had more authority in her voice. When the woman didn't move, she repeated, only slower. "On. Your. Knees." She was looking at Joan, who decided to listen and knelt right behind her. She pressed her small body to Joan's, her bosom touching the middle of the other woman's back. The height difference mattered for once, but she decided to finish what she started. She put her hand on Governor's lower abdomen. Her finger danced on the band of her panties until she moved her hand into the nether region. Joan's immediate reaction was a loud gasp and leaning to the front. "Keep your back straight." Vera commanded. She enjoyed being in this position, maybe even too much. Her small fingers were soundly moving through Joan's core. "You're drained." She purred. She quickly forgot she was doing it for the first time in her life. Her clumsiness happened to work on the other woman. She was playing with her clitoris, causing her whimper. She's never suspected Joan's voice to be so high pitched.
She moved to the labia, softly massaging it, then pressed her hand hard and made Joan squeal. Her other hand wandered to Joan's breast, cupping it, then focusing on her nipple, pinching it slightly from time to time. Joan couldn't remain long in that position, she flexed in half. Vera leaned to the wall and grabbing her in the middle, brought Joan with herself. It didn't take much effort, since the wall was a foot away. She went on doing enjoyable things to the other woman's body, doing better than in the beginning. The atmosphere was filled with cries, moans and wet sounds of fingers doing their best to bring Joan the delight. Joan's knees buckled but Vera didn't stop until the taller woman collapsed on her. She took of her hand from the panties with extreme tenderness, then kissed Joan's blade-bone.
She moved her hands to the front and caressed Governor's hands, until she reached her wrists. She took the shackles off permanently. "Here you go." She whispered and put some strands of hair behind her ear.
A/N : Did you like it? Or should I rewrite it?