Force of Attraction - Chapter 4

The werewolf AU will be posted tomorrow.

Thank you to the top tier patron who wanted to share the story!  This is the final chapter. 

*Tags: Lots of smut. Making a sex tape, very risky and exhibitionist situations - in the lab, lecture hall, on the side of the road.  Rougher power play fantasies acted out - Kara tops more forcefully (as Lena has been wanting throughout).

The bracelet wasn’t the only gift that Kara had brought back from her conference. Kara also brought back a pair of elegant earrings and a necklace, and had managed to fill an entire bag with sweets and snacks that she thought Lena would like to try. They emptied the bag out on the coffee table and settled on the couch together, with Kara in a tank top and boxers and Lena still in her white nightgown. For hours, they talked and cuddled and shared the bounty that Kara brought home.
 

Lena curled into Kara, her cheek pressed into her chest, and opened her mouth mischievously so that Kara could feed her pieces of candy. Once or twice, she deliberately wrapped her lips around Kara’s finger and sucked it along with the treat, and grinned whenever Kara’s cock reacted.
 

They browsed the TV and Lena idly coaxed her nightie up her thighs until she flashed her bare pussy. She trailed her fingers over her reddened lips and bit back a grin when she heard Kara’s breath hitch. She ached inside, a deep internal throb that she wanted to prolong.

It still amazed her that Kara had taken her virginity — that her cock had managed to fit inside her tight cunt at all. Lena rubbed between her lips not to stimulate herself, but to give Kara a reason to pay attention to her pussy—to think about where she had been and to get hard all over again.
 

It worked in a matter of minutes and Lena hummed contentedly as she pushed Kara’s boxers down to free her thick cock and wrap her lips around the tip.
 

She sucked on Kara languidly, moaning as the taste of her rolled over her tongue. Lena had missed having Kara’s cock in her mouth, and from the way Kara settled her hand over her head, so had Kara.
 

Lena had no intention of letting her come, at least not in her mouth, and took her time to slurp over the length of her shaft while she massaged and stroked her swollen shaft.
 

“You’re so hard.” Lena murmured in awe. It excited her to see how desperately Kara had longed for her and she bobbed her head faster, taking Kara’s cock into the back of her throat to swallow greedily around it.
 

Lena pulled back to breathe and used her hand to stroke Kara as she considered, “It must have been hell going all week without emptying yourself in me, huh?”
 

She grinned as Kara groaned, her glasses fogging from the heat of her cheeks that burned with embarrassment and need, but Kara surprised Lena by affirming, “I thought about returning after the first two days. I even booked a ticket, which I cancelled.”
 

“You missed me that much?” Lena whispered, thrilled by the fact that Kara needed her the same way. “Did you daydream of fucking me, Kara?” Her voice dropped to a seductive whisper and she felt Kara swell in her hand, answering without saying a word. Lena pushed on, enjoying the tease of it as she licked her lower lip in thought. “Or were you thinking of shoving your cock down my throat to remind me that I belong to you?”
 

There was a flash of desire in Kara’s eyes that sent a tingle of anticipation down Lena’s spine, like if she pushed enough, Kara might just act on that impulse that she had clearly been thinking about for days.
 

“I want to show you something.” Lena suddenly exhaled in a rush, and sprang off the couch to grab her cell phone.

She returned within seconds to take her place beside Kara and delivered a soft, warm kiss to the top of her erection. “Look,” She murmured, unlocking the device to find a short, thirty second video she had taken in Kara’s bed while she had been gone.
 

It was a close up shot between her thighs, and they both watched as she spread her lower lips to show off her pussy. She ran her finger over herself, teasing the viewer with her untouched cunt and then it ended. Kara was breathing heavier and her cock leaked precum in a lazy drizzle down her shaft.

“I wanted to make something for you so you’d always remember just how I was before we slept together,” Lena explained. 

“Rao, you’re so amazing.” Kara expressed, her voice rougher than gravel as she suddenly pulled Lena into a heated, hard kiss. She opened Lena’s legs to part her pink, warm cunt to look at her open hole. There was still glistening remnants of Kara’s desire inside and they both moaned at the sight of it.

 

“I want to make another video,” Lena blurted, her tactful approach blown out of the water when she saw the hunger in Kara’s blue eyes. “Not with our faces or anything.” She clarified, wrapping her hand around Kara’s erection to give firm strokes with the hope that it would coax her into agreeing. “Just to keep. For us.”
 

“Lena…” Kara warned, her tone stern, but her cock rock hard from the announcement.

“Please Kara?” Lena begged, unashamed by her desires as she turned to implore Kara with big eyes. “I want to make memories with you.”

That did it.

Kara snatched the phone out of Lena’s hand and all but grabbed her to perch her on the arm of the couch. “Lie back and spread your legs,” Kara demanded, her intense eyes burning into Lena as she directed.

Lena nodded in agreement and hiked her nightie up to fully throw her legs open. “For the record, you’re so hot when you take charge like this. I love when you have your way with me.”
 

Kara rumbled at the compliment and confessed, “You bring it out in me, and I think — I think I might like it.” She fumbled for a second with the phone, then positioned her cock at Lena’s very reddened pussy before she gave Lena a nod to say she was recording.
 

Lena pressed her lips together and Kara slammed into her tight little cunt with enough force that she immediately cried out from it. Her pussy spasmed almost instantly around Kara’s cock, and she focused completely on Kara’s face and the pleasure she saw in her dark eyes.

Kara was rougher than before, her hand vice-like on her hip as she hammered into her cunt hard enough to make Lena whimper uncontrollably. She was ridiculously wet from how confident Kara was, and it felt so much better than her first time. The sound of Kara smacking against her swollen pussy filled the silence between her keening moans and it was such a turn on to see Kara perform for her.
 

It was a rush to know that she could make this devoted, loving woman into someone so possessed with needs.
 

Kara’s breaths turned into stuttered grunts and Lena watched in fascination as she pounded harder into her sore pussy.
 

She could feel Kara’s cock swelling with imminent release and her cunt reacted accordingly, fluttering with excited greed for the come Kara was about to release inside her.
 

Kara jerked sharply, her hips crushing into Lena’s as she came with a groan. Her warm, spurting pleasure had Lena arching up in euphoria.
 

Kara stayed inside her for a minute, no doubt relishing the clutching spasm of her scorching hole before slowly withdrawing to film the sight of Lena’s cunt filled with her come.

 
Lena took pride in the way Kara moaned, and remained in place as she trembled from the subsiding bliss while Kara used one hand to hold open her pussy lips and really showed off her pussy to the camera. She whined when she felt Kara stick her finger inside her, then add another only to force her lips apart. If they watched the video again in the future, they would be able to get a good look inside her still clenching cunt, where the rest of Kara’s come remained.
 

Kara stopped recording, but when Lena moved to get up, she held her in place and passed off the phone.

“I want you to watch it while I fuck you again,” Kara whispered, a blush on her cheeks, but steel in her voice as she gazed lustfully down at Lena.
 

How could Lena possibly refuse?
 

“You’re really going to exhaust me tonight.” Lena teased, breathless from the thought of it as Kara grabbed her by the hips to pull her back onto her cock.

It took Kara coming a few more times before she felt satisfied, and by the end of it Lena was pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to sit or walk comfortably for the next week.
 

They ordered food and watched the video again together before they finally snuggled into bed.
 

 Kara was gentle with her for the rest of the weekend, and Lena in turn took care of her with her mouth.
 

When Monday rolled around, they returned to work and slipped back into their regular routine.
 

During the middle of the morning, Lena found herself craving Kara. She watched a few seconds of their video while Kara worked, then swiveled in her chair to raise her skirt up and get Kara’s attention.
 

It turned out to be poor timing, because a knock came at the door to the lab and Dean Olsen entered.
 

Lena clicked to hide the video on the computer screen before the dean glimpsed Kara’s come sliding out of her pussy. Leaping up from her work station, Lena stepped aside to give Kara plenty of space to deal with the Dean, who appeared to be visiting on a mission.
 

“Dean Olsen,” Kara blurted and crossed the lab to confront him at the door, perhaps in the hopes of getting rid of him right away.

Lena wandered to the kitchenette inside of the lab and poured herself a brimming cup of coffee while she eavesdropped. The Dean mentioned something about accreditation and she took that as her cue to check out mentally. She opened the fridge and pulled out a pitcher of cream. Giving it a generous pour into her coffee mug, it spilled over and onto her fingers, and perhaps because it reminded her of other things, Lena licked them clean.
 

Dean Olsen cleared his throat, and that was when Lena realized he had been watching her—and that he appeared to be just as physically uncomfortable as Kara.

“I’ll have a cup of coffee.” Dean Olsen announced and came towards her, like he planned to help himself. “We have a lot to discuss this morning and I need something to pick me up. I want to review school policy with you both.” 

Lena should have been panicked about that, but she steadied her hand on the coffee pot and filled a cup for the Dean. 

With Kara watching her so intently, Lena drank her coffee. The cream stuck to her mouth and she sucked her bottom lip simply to see how Kara responded to the risky display. 

Kara balled her fists subtly, fingers clenching just at the knuckles, and her eyes gleaming in warning — like she was ready to exact punishment if Lena continued being so cavalier in the presence of the dean. 

The dean appeared unaware of the sexual tension and thanked her for his warm drink. “In addition to Miss Luthor’s many other talents, she apparently makes a great cup of coffee.” He remarked, oblivious to how focused she was on Kara as she licked her lip again. 

Lena smirked and stepped towards Kara with open admiration in her eyes, typical for a lab assistant who worshipped such an esteemed professional.
 

That shifted fast as her heated stare burned into Kara, and she became the person who was having sex with her boss and former professor.
 

“She is very talented,” Kara affirmed and coughed as she avoided Lena’s eyes, lest she combust on the spot.
 

Dean Olsen slid into a chair at the table at the front of the lab, where he spread out his paperwork. “If you just want to have a seat, we can go over some new rules and goals we’re implementing. I was hoping you could pass this information along to your department.” 

Lena began to head back to her desk with her coffee, but then Olsen waved her over. “Miss Luthor, I think you should participate. It won’t be long before you’re a member of the faculty at this school, I’m sure.”

The temptation to participate had nothing to do with the casual job offer, and all to do with the thrill of sitting next to Kara during a discussion that was likely to include talk of rules they had broken together. 

They were on one side of the table, with Olsen on the other, and Lena listened to him drone on without processing any of it.
 

She slipped her hand onto Kara’s thigh, where Kara halted her by gripping at her wrist. 

In spite of how Kara held onto her, Lena still stretched her fingertips out to touch Kara’s cock through her pants. 

“—From the moment they step foot on campus, we want to fill our students with pride—” Olsen stressed, glancing back and forth between Lena and Dr. Danvers with an earnest hand gesture at the materials on the table in front of him.

“Oh, Dr. Danvers has a talent for filling me—” Lena paused just for a second until Kara pressed gently at her wrist, and then she finished the sentence. “With pride. God, practically from the moment I met her, I wanted to study at her feet.”

Kara released her abruptly and Lena’s hand slipped over the bulge that she wanted so badly to reach. For as often as she made Kara hard, she still always marveled at the solid and thick feel of it. 

While she had the chance, Lena discreetly worked Kara’s zipper down and shivered in excitement as she came in contact with bare skin. 

“Dr. Danvers is one of our most prestigious members of our staff,” Olsen agreed and grinned at Kara, who sat rigid and straight in her seat as Lena began to stroke her under cover of the table. 

“She’s so hard… working, and she really opens me up — in so many ways,” Lena stressed while giving Kara’s cock a firm jerk, pulling the skin over the tip until a splash of precum warmed her hand. “I’ll admit, sometimes it’s a little uncomfortable. I’m not accustomed to being so stretched, but she makes me want to surpass my limits.”
 

Kara laughed until tears welled in her eyes and her smile strained. “What—what Miss Luthor means is that I challenge her. Academically. She’s been an invaluable resource to me. Very hands on. I’m just grateful I’m able to work with such a talented scientist.”

“I think we should find some way to recognize you both for what you’re doing together,” Dean Olsen considered and tapped a few notes out on his tablet. “It sets such a good example for what we want to foster here at the university.”

Lena tugged harder at Kara’s girthy cock and stole a glance at it while Olsen was distracted.
 

While he was typing away, Lena knocked a pencil from the desk, and when she leaned down to grab it, she briefly pulled Kara’s cock into her mouth. She sucked it like she was breathing from a mouthpiece attached to an oxygen tank and she was desperate for air. 

Reckless as it was, Lena needed it more than she could convey with her tight lips. Lena forced it deep into the back of her throat, so far in that her chin rested against Kara’s thigh. She sat upright after a few seconds, flushed in the face from almost choking herself with Kara’s cock. 

Olsen seemed distracted, and with a glance across the table, Lena noticed he was checking email. 

“I don’t have much else to cover,” Olsen muttered while still staring down at his device, and Lena pumped Kara’s cock roughly a few more times before tucking it back into her pants. 

 “Do you mind if I sit here for a while and respond to some emails? I have a meeting upstairs in half an hour and I’d rather not go back to my office,” Olsen explained and turned his attention to Kara, who overreacted to the question with a fast nod and an airy, ridiculous sounding laugh. 

“Of course, make yourself at home,” Kara insisted and then dragged herself away from the table as soon as Olsen’s attention strayed back to his work. “Miss Luthor, can I have a word with you?” 

Lena knew she was in trouble from the dark, red color of Kara’s face and the dangerous glint in her eye. She followed Kara towards the more private work cubicle at the corner of the lab, which had one small window that looked out across the room. 

Kara preceded her into the office and kept a watchful eye on Dean Olsen from afar while she aggressively reached under Lena’s skirt to rip her panties off.

Lena jolted in surprise, a gasp sticking in her throat as she gazed into the fire of Kara’s eyes. Kara balled her sodden panties in her hand and stuck them into her pocket with a glare.
 

Lena had never seen Kara so mad before, and the correct response would have likely been to apologize for being so reckless rather than to bite her lip and shudder with arousal. Her cunt squeezed in anticipation as if it knew what would be coming.
 

“Kara, I—” Lena began, but she never finished as Kara opened her pants and rucked them down her thighs.
 

The sight of her huge cock momentarily short circuited Lena’s brain and her lips parted in surprise at how bold Kara was being. She barely registered Kara’s forceful hand on her hips until she felt the broad tip of Kara’s cock pressing insistently at her pussy.
 

“I haven’t taken the birth control today,” Lena whispered and expected Kara to stop so she could retrieve her bag to take it.
 

Kara didn’t even pause, and used Lena’s surprise to roughly pull her down onto her incredible length with a hand over her mouth to stifle her whimpered cry at being stretched so full all at once.
 

“You should have thought about that before you decided to act like a tease.” Kara husked into her ear, and rolled her chair back against the far wall, away from the small window and out of the Dean’s sight.
 

Lena moaned into Kara’s palm at the filthy way she spoke, because all of this had been a part of their discussions leading up to sex, and they both liked the fantasy of a power play.
 

Kara was starting to take liberties with her that Lena always wished she would, and she felt light headed with excitement because she was sharing this with someone she loved.
 

“If you’re going to act like this, Lena, then I’m going to have to treat you differently. We both know it’s what you want.” Kara’s assertive growl was erotic, and Lena squirmed in her lap and nodded, unable to say a word with Kara’s hand over her mouth.
 

“That’s what I thought.” Kara affirmed, reaching under Lena’s skirt to hold her pussy with a possessive grip. “If you want my cock so badly, then you’ll have to earn it. Use your cunt for what it's good for and bounce on me.”

With Kara’s hand on her hips, Lena followed through and began a slow but jostling ride on Kara’s cock.
 

Her lower lip trembled as she moaned into Kara’s hand and stuffed her cunt with more cock than she could take. 

It aroused her when Kara lost patience and rocked her hips up into Lena, pounding into her with a force that was intense. She listened to Kara’s harsh breaths that cascaded hotly over her ear with every upward thrust that really hit that spot deep inside where she loved to feel Kara.
 

Kara’s lap slapped against her soaked pussy and Lena tightened her thighs and whined into Kara’s palm.
 

“Shhh,” Kara hissed, her fingers pinching at Lena’s sensitive clit as if to reprimand her. 

Lena bucked from the sensation and her pussy clutched Kara’s shaft tighter, enough to evoke a groan from Kara, who had the sense to stifle it by burying her face into Lena’s neck. 

“Do that again,” Kara demanded in a fierce whisper, her glasses askew as she physically rocked Lena’s hips with one hand.
 

Jesus, Lena was weak with desire from the way Kara took such control of her, and she would have praised Kara for it if her hand wasn’t keeping her mouth shut. She felt deliciously dirty at being rawed with such a high risk of being caught, and the fact that she couldn’t speak only heightened the experience. She was completely at Kara’s mercy, and Kara wasn’t showing her any.
 

Kara pinched her clit again when Lena didn’t respond fast enough, and she mewled and wriggled in her lap, burying Kara’s thick shaft deep with her undulations. It felt so good to clench her cunt over and over again, mimicking spasms of release.
 

Determined to prove herself, Lena rolled her hips faster and squeezed her cunt as tight as she could around Kara’s solid intrusion. She felt Kara stiffen inside her, and Kara’s grip tightened at her mouth and pussy as the first full body jerk sent a sudden thick blast of seed deep inside Lena.

Lena whimpered as Kara emptied into her, and the warm gush of pleasure soothed her cunt.
 

Kara took her hand off of Lena’s mouth to catch her by the chin and brought their lips together in a heated, biting kiss. She nipped at Lena’s lower lip and pushed her tongue into her mouth, and Lena melted into it with a content sigh.
 

Kara kept her on her cock until the alarm on her phone interrupted them. 

“Shoot,” Kara muttered, and lifted Lena off of her lap to pull up her pants. “Time for class. I’ll be back in a few hours.”
 

Kara rushed through the door and exchanged a few words with the Dean, who insisted on walking her out.

Lena took a moment to appreciate what had just happened, and how their relationship had finally begun to evolve into the one she had been dreaming about for so long. 

Kara would be expecting her to carry on with her work, but Lena had a much better idea. She gathered up her bag to quickly take her pill and then started for the door.
 

 Without any panties, Lena needed to pull her skirt down a little further and she fussed with it as she tried to hurry. She would have to rush across campus in time to get a perfect seat in Kara’s classroom.
 

There was just one spot in Kara’s afternoon lecture hall where no one but Kara would be able to see her antics and Lena had to arrive early if she wanted to nab it.
 

To her luck, none of the other students were present when she entered the spacious hall and slid into the front, boxed off row.
 

She waited in anticipation for the moment that all of the other students would show up and Kara would come through the door.
 

Lena craved Kara’s firm hand and she would go to lengths to get it. She assessed the risk, but knew she could pull this off without anyone noticing as long as no one sat right next to her.
 

To ensure a foolproof plan, she made a mess of the other seats that would be too close for comfort. Sacrificing her lunch, she drenched one of the wooden chairs in salad dressing and then tossed a wad of tissues on the other side of the long desk. 

It worked to discourage any of the students in Kara’s advanced physics module from sitting anywhere near her. 

The next part of her plan unfolded perfectly, with Kara strolling into the lecture hall and stopping dead in her tracks as she spotted Lena. 

Lena pretended to be innocent and even took out a notebook, as if she hadn’t taken this particular course many years ago.
 

If anyone asked what she was doing in the classroom, she could lie and claim she was observing Kara’s teaching practices.
 

“How’s everyone doing today?” Kara asked on her way to the table at the front of the room, where she placed her laptop and hooked it up to the smartboard. “Today we’re going to continue to discuss the N-body problem.” She jotted the formula onto the board and then pulled up her slides to review examples.
 

Lena parted her thighs and traced a finger over the soft line of her pussy lips. She spread herself with two fingers to show Kara that there was still plenty of come inside of her. 

“What happens when two bodies have a gravitational interaction?” Kara asked in a flat and distracted tone, seeming oblivious to a student who put her hand up.
 

Kara pointed in the general direction of the student after a few seconds of staring at Lena’s cunt. “Nia.”

“Well, all bodies attract each other,” Nia reported with a bright smile, then listed off a few formulas and sat up a little in her seat as Kara praised her for the right answer. 

Lena’s neck tingled as she experienced some unexpected feelings of jealousy when Kara’s eyes remained on Nia. 

Kara asked Nia to explain a problem from their midterm, and only when the girl began to give an answer did the professor’s attention shift back to Lena. 

Lena drank from her water bottle, and tried to seem casual as she continued to play with her pussy with her other hand. 

Kara’s jaw hardened and Lena could tell she was tensing all her muscles in an effort to control her arousal.
 

The last thing Lena wanted was to get Kara in trouble, or for Kara to be made a spectacle for getting hard during a lecture.
 

Lena put her faith in Kara to be able to conceal her own urges while she took the initiative to reveal her own. She flaunted her open cunt for the rest of the lecture, and took long sips from her water bottle whenever Kara looked at her, effectively distracting her mentor with her mouth or pussy at least five times mid-sentence and requiring her to start over.
 

Nobody else was aware of why Dr. Danvers seemed a little spacey, or why she huffed in frustration quite so often.
 

When Kara sat behind her desk to change over the slides, Lena took the opportunity to glance around at how avidly everyone else was taking notes.
 

Kara had dimmed the lights, and with only Kara’s eyes on her and the cover of near-darkness, Lena rubbed herself a little more boldly and stared defiantly at Kara, who shook her head in warning.
 

Lena’s lips curled in a seductive smile as she covertly ran her fingers between her swollen pussy lips, spreading them obscenely wide.
 

 Kara choked on her own saliva, and Lena bit her lip to stifle a soft cry. She pumped her fingers in and out slowly, taunting Kara with what she couldn’t have, and grinned when she saw a glimmer of jealousy in Kara’s eyes.
 

Lena couldn’t resist making a few faces that reflected pleasure she wasn’t feeling just to inflame Kara further, and when her mentor clenched her fists with a look of thunder on her face, Lena pulled her fingers free.
 

It was a dangerous game to play but it was addictive to see how Kara reacted towards her.
 

Lena spent the last five minutes of the lecture holding her pussy lips open while she played with Kara’s come, trailing her fingers through it and then licking them clean just as the lecture ended.
 

She could tell that Kara wanted to lunge at her, and knew that she couldn’t because she was sitting behind her desk to hide the fact that she was so fucking hard.

Lena flashed her a smoldering look and left the hall along with everyone else.
 

Kara bombarded her with a stream of angry texts, telling her that she was out of line and to wait by the car.

 

 Lena almost moaned at the anticipation it caused, and all but ran to Kara’s vehicle to wait for her. 

Kara stormed out of the building ten minutes later. “Get in.” She hissed, and slammed her own door as Lena climbed into the front seat. There was a visible wet patch on the front of Kara’s pants, and her cock was still impressively hard when Lena glanced down at it.

“You can’t ever do that again, do you hear me?” Kara spat, speeding out of the parking lot as Lena swiveled in her seat to face Kara. “You could have been caught. You could have been kicked out. You—”
 

“You obviously enjoyed my audacity.” Lena supplied, and moved her hand over Kara’s erection to squeeze the bulge beneath her pants. She grinned when Kara’s knuckles turned white around the steering wheel and her nostrils flared.
 

Lena teased her palm over the sticky fabric where her precum had leaked through.
 

They were heading in the opposite direction they normally took whenever they went out for lunch, and Lena frowned at the passing scenery. Empty fields and overgrown weeds lined the road and Kara skidded to a halt and stuck on her hazard lights. “Out.” Kara snapped, and reached over Lena to push her door open.

It startled Lena into a stunned silence, her stomach plummeting as she thought of the worst case scenario. “Are you leaving me here?” She asked, filled with intense guilt at pushing Kara too far. “Kara, please, I know I might have crossed a few lines, but—”

 “Get out of the vehicle.” Kara growled, and all but flew out of her own seat to stride around to Lena’s side to yank the door open. She wrenched Lena out and dragged her to the back. Flinging the door open and with rough hands, she pushed Lena between the shoulders so that her face pressed harshly into the leather seat.
 

All at once, Lena caught up with what was happening and moaned provocatively as Kara pushed at her skirt. She heard the sound of Kara’s zipper and the quiet noise of her pants falling to her ankles, and braced herself.
 

Kara tangled her hand in Lena’s hair and pulled as she hammered into her. There was no build up, just a slamming of Kara’s hips that drove her huge girthy cock into Lena over and over.
 

“Don’t ever do that again,” Kara huffed angrily, using her weight to pin Lena as she panted into her ear. 

 
Lena’s words stuck with a lump in her throat, but the whole experience was causing a rush of adrenaline and dopamine that had her buzzing and wanting more. She trembled from feeling Kara’s pleasure, gasping as her body was overwhelmed by the excitement of bringing the dominant inside Kara to the surface.
 

“You feel so good,” Lena choked out, pushing back to make sure Kara rammed herself fully into her.
 

Kara’s hips never relented, and the sharp battering sound of her thighs against Lena’s ass rang out around them.
 

“I can’t help wanting you,” Lena whimpered, feeling simultaneously weightless and heavy under Kara’s punishing thrusts. It was a surreal experience, as she felt more connected to her body and to Kara than ever before, and the raw power Kara exuded caused Lena’s cunt to lightly spasm.
 

“Say it louder,” Kara insisted, and the jerky way she moved and heavier breaths she took signaled that she was close to exploding.
 

Lena worked her cunt, clenching earnestly in anticipation as she begged, “I want you, Kara. Fuck me harder. Please, please I need you. I need you to fill me every day like this—”

Kara forced herself as deep as possible as the first hot jet gushed from her cock and her hands tightened around Lena's waist as she groaned.

Lena shuddered in her own carnal bliss and when her cunt stopped clenching, Kara pulled out and helped her up from the seat.

Kara’s lustful gaze cleared like blue sky after a storm and she finally released her hold on Lena.
 

“Lena, oh Rao, I—”

“Shh, listen to me.” Lena urged as she got onto her feet, because she could already see the guilt and panic all over Kara’s face, and she couldn’t stand it. “I wanted this, Kara. I deliberately provoked you all morning in the hopes that you would be rougher with me. I loved how possessive you were, and how messy you just made me. God, I came from it.” She reached out to soothe the worry from Kara’s face by cupping her cheek and lightly clasping her other hand around her thick shaft to give gentle, loving strokes. “Please don’t apologize for giving me what I needed.”
 

The soft warmth of her hands calmed Kara.
 

“Take me back to your apartment?” Lena encouraged with a nod, and diligently pulled up Kara’s pants and tucked her erection back inside them with a quick zip.

Kara kissed her with such intensity that Lena mewled in surprise, and for a few minutes nothing else existed except the crush of their lips and the taste of Kara’s tongue. They pulled back when the sound of a car drew closer, and Lena mischievously patted Kara’s cock and murmured, “I think keeping you hard all of the time is my new obsession. It really brings out your sexually aggressive side.”

 

 “How did I get so lucky?” Kara asked in awe, her jaw slack and pants tight as Lena raised her skirt up to show off the vivid dark reds of her pussy, glossy and slick with Kara’s seed smeared all over it.
 

Lena winked seductively and climbed back into the car, leaving Kara to catch her breath before she slipped into the driver's seat and buckled up.
 

“By the way,” Lena coyly stated, her fingers running over Kara’s zipper just to feel her cock tense. “I locked up the lab, so we don’t have to go back today.”
 

“Is that so?” Kara half laughed, half groaned when Lena opened her pants to slip her hand inside the material.
 

“Uh huh.” Lena nodded, her head tipped to the side as she smiled up at Kara through dark lashes. “I think we need some quality time together. The weekend wasn’t nearly long enough.” She massaged Kara’s length in her fist to be extra persuasive.
 

“I think you’re right about that.” Kara rasped, her gaze dropping to her lap every few seconds to see Lena’s slender hand stroking her. Her cock was standing proudly at attention with small beads of desire forming along the groove at the tip.
 

Kara drove faster than usual, and once they parked outside her apartment she tossed her keys to Lena so she could hurry inside while Kara gathered her work from the trunk.
 

“Maybe it’s time I gave you a key of your own.” Kara considered aloud when she stepped inside her home, and Lena lit up at the suggestion with a dazzling grin.
 

“I mean, then you can come over whenever you want,” Kara stuttered. “If you wanted. I just thought… since you’re here so much, and I love you, it would be nice if you could let yourself in as you please.”
 

Lena swore she experienced a heart palpitation and she froze where she stood. “Please say that again.” She whispered in a rush, her eyes filled with emotion as she almost tripped over herself to reach Kara.
 

“Oh—uh.” Kara grabbed the frame of her glasses to push them up nervously. “It would be nice—”
 

“No, the other thing.” Lena prompted, her hands fisting in Kara’s shirt as she implored her to utter those special words again. “Just before that part.”
 

Kara blushed as she realized she had voiced her feelings and met Lena’s eyes to whisper, “I said I love you.”


It was the first time Kara had said the words, though she expressed it countless times - with the inscription on the bracelet and with other gestures.
 

"I love you too." Lena beamed up at her and all but dropped to her knees to tear open Kara’s pants. She nuzzled into Kara’s stiff shaft and opened her mouth to suck on it. Pulling it into her warm, wet mouth, she rolled her tongue around it as she moaned up at Kara, her eyes wide and full of adoration.

Kara groaned and settled her hand in Lena’s hair, content to let her act on her impulses, and Lena made the most of it.
 

Popping her lips, Lena moaned and drooled as she slurped hungrily until Kara grew restless and her cock drizzled strands of sticky precum.
 

Just when it looked like she might take her cock deeper into her mouth, Lena smirked and dropped her skirt instead, and then she flaunted her backside and cunt by walking off to bend over the kitchen counter to browse the take-out menus.
 

“What do you think about ordering pizza?” Lena asked with a glance over her shoulder and a quirk of her eyebrow. “I’m in the mood for something stuffed.”
 

 Kara took the bait just as Lena hoped, but not quite in the way Lena expected. Striding over, Kara handed Lena her cell with the strict instruction of, “Call the order in.”
 

Lena felt confused, but dialed the number, and just as she got the first “Hi—” out of her mouth, Kara grabbed her by the hips and shoved her thick cock inside her.
 

The air escaped Lena’s lungs with a grunt and she whined at the sensation of her hole stretched open.
 

“Order the food,” Kara asserted, her lips pressed into her ear as she bucked roughly, “I want to see if they notice you’re breathless.”

Lena found herself bent over with her elbows propped on the table and the phone to her ear while Kara pounded into her. 

“I’ll have—” Lena gasped, forgetting their usual order as Kara gripped her ass cheek hard. “I’ll have the house special, and a large pepperoni pizza.”
 

Kara pushed in, but not far enough and Lena whined out, “Deeper.”

The woman on the other end of the phone asked her to repeat herself, and for her name and address, and Lena managed to breathlessly utter “deep dish,” because it sounded more logical than her sex-crazed whines. 

Lena gave Kara’s information and planned to hang up, but the woman put her on hold so she could calculate the total. 

She moaned and the legs of the table scraped against the floor as Kara thrust into her.

The more noise Lena made, the more aggressive Kara’s thrusts became until Kara was moving her muscled body behind every thrust. Lena’s hips dug into the table and she slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her cries in case the woman on the phone could still hear her.
 

Kara snared her wrist and pinned her hand to the table, and she realized that Kara was toying with her just as deviously as Lena had tormented her all day. It was thrilling to have Kara embrace this untamable carnal lust that Lena felt.
 

The woman on the phone came back to tell her the price, and Lena groaned without thinking. “Yes, give me it.”

In response, the woman made a strange noise and said the food should be there within half an hour, then hung up so fast that Lena couldn’t even thank her.
 

“I bet they’re all talking about you now,” Kara exhaled breathlessly, the table creaking beneath the force of her thighs smacking into Lena’s reddened ass. “They’ll tell the delivery guy that someone called in the middle of sex to place an order and he’ll be desperate to see who it was.”
 

“Kara,” Lena gasped, surprised and thoroughly aroused by how bold Kara was being. The dominant behavior was really doing it for her, and Lena’s raw cunt ached from overuse, despite the way it clenched.
 

“I should make you answer the door,” Kara grunted, clearly enjoying the fantasy of it as she plunged into Lena’s scorching hole. 

It was a twisted fantasy, but one that Lena couldn’t help but enjoy as she intentionally clenched around Kara’s thick cock and grinned when she felt it throb. Kara came hard, moaning so loudly that Lena was sure her neighbors might have heard.
 

Kara pulled out and Lena rolled onto her back on the table to spread her cunt lips to show Kara how swollen and red she was inside.
 

“Look at what you do to me,” Lena panted, delirious with need for Kara as she tested both their limits by fingering herself to push out Kara’s warm seed.

She shared intense eye contact with Kara while she fingered herself, and Kara responded by fisting her cock. They lost track of time as they fed off of each other’s enjoyment, speeding up and slowing down just to tease one another without either of them getting off. The whole act might have led to even dirtier sex had the pizza not arrived at that exact second.

Lena had just enough time to scoot down and pull on her skirt so she could run to the door, utterly flustered with Kara’s money in hand.

The delivery boy stared at her as if she had made his night as she grabbed the pizza box. She thought he would turn and leave after handing over the food, but he hovered in the doorway and squinted at her. 

“You’re Lena Luthor, aren’t you?” He asked as he zipped up his heat-concealing case. “I took a physics module with you. Vector mechanics.”

Lena froze and narrowed her eyes back at him as she tried to recall his name. “Oh, right, you’re Brian. I’m sorry, I guess I didn’t recognize you in the hat.” She offered him an easy smile before she remembered how disheveled she looked and that Kara was standing in the background.
 

To shield Kara from view, she placed the pizza boxes aside and then stepped out of the apartment.
 

“We should catch up some time,” Lena harmlessly offered and jotted her number on the receipt as a distraction. 

“I would really like that,” Brian replied and stuffed the receipt into his pocket, then hesitated thoughtfully and glanced at her. “I think you have some toothpaste just there.”

It wasn’t toothpaste, but Lena nodded in agreement and gave her face a quick swipe, acting as casually as she could under the circumstances. “Don’t you just hate when that happens?” She asked, and Brian laughed as he headed to the elevator and waved goodbye.

Kara awaited her when she opened the door, and she scarcely made it over the threshold. She gasped as Kara lifted her and swung her over one shoulder to carry her off to the bedroom. 

“Are you jealous because I gave the delivery boy my phone number?” Lena asked with amusement in her voice, because while her intent hadn’t been to inspire jealousy, it might have worked in her favor to rile Kara. 

She was still learning so much about Kara, but she knew she would never tire of this extreme dynamic between them, or figuring out what it took to press Kara’s buttons. 

“No.” Kara’s stern declaration intrigued Lena, along with the much more self-assured attitude she projected. “I know I’m the only one on this planet who you want and who can satisfy you.”


She dropped Lena on the edge of the bed, and as she scrambled out of her clothes, Kara added, “I’m going to spend tonight proving it to you – and tomorrow night, and so many more nights after that.”

Lena rested with her hands flat on the bed behind her and took the time to appreciate this shift in Kara. “I’ll hold you to that, you know.”
 

And Lena did hold her to it.

Weeks, and then months, and then even years later when they were on Argo together, Lena reflected that Kara was indeed a woman of her word.