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Breathing hard, she brings her hand up to tuck a stray lock of red hair behind her partner’s ear, and resumes the fiery kiss. She feels dizzy with the arousal coursing through her veins, sparks flying between the two women in the narrow compartment of the vehicle. The driver’s seat is pulled all the way back so that the red head straddling her lap doesn’t have the stirring wheel pressed into her lower back.
They’ve been kissing for a while, and what started as an innocent kiss quickly turned into a heated make-out session.
“Wait,” Scully pushes on the blonde’s shoulders, parting from the kiss. “We can’t do this here!”
“Hmm can’t wait ‘til we get home,” answers Stella, taking falsely annoyed tone at the interruption. “I have to have you now,” she insists as she locks their lips again, devouring the other woman’s mouth as if she’d been starved for days.
“But Stella!” a half incredulous chuckle escapes her lips, “we’re in a parking lot!” though to be fair, she should be used to the blonde’s sudden fits of passion by now.
As a reply, Stella only fumbles to lift Scully’s skirt up to her waist. Bringing her hand down between Scully’s legs, she swipes a single knuckle over the crotch of her drenched cotton panties and hums in approval, knowing that despite her reservations, the redhead squirming on top of her needs it just as badly as she does.
“Dana, I can smell you,” she quips, nudging Scully’s panties to the side. Kissing her again, she gives a tentative swipe of her thumb over her swollen clit, and the action immediatly makes Scully whimper as she starts grinding herself on Stella’s hand, needing more friction.
Feeling a sudden surge of shame at how turned on she is at the idea of having sex in a public space where they could risk getting caught, Scully leans forward to hide her face in the crook of Stella’s neck. Too late though, the blonde has already caught a glimpse of her reddening cheeks in the dim light of the parking lot, and she coos “so needy,” barely above a whisper. Even though she would never admit it, Scully didn’t mind a little dirty talk when having sex; actually, it turned her on even more.
Making the redhead moan with her words, she raises one of her to fondle her breasts, while stroking two fingers between slick folds. As she circles her opening, Scully’s breath hitches and she grounds down even harder onto her lap, desperate for more. Stella takes the hint, easing two fingers inside her, pumping in a slow sensual rhythm at first, but quickly increasing the tempo to match the frantic pace of the woman’s hips above her.
Overcome with desire, Scully’s eyes closed shut, her fingers threading into golden locks and tugging desperately at the blonde’s toussled hair. Good thing the work day is over or the detective wouldn’t have allowed her to mess up her perfectly styled curls.
She moans a bit louder this time, as Stella slides impossibly deeper, curling her skilled fingers to find that spongy spot inside her, hitting it oh so deliciously on every thrust of her hand.
Feeling herself on the brink of an orgasm, Scully startles, hearing people laughing somewhere in the parking lot. Reading the panick in her eyes, Stella quickly brings her hand up to cover her mouth, as her other hand relentlessly pumps in and out, the redhead’s walls starting to flutter. Recognizing Scully’s need to come soon, she shifts slightly, angling her hand so that the heel of her palm rubs against her clit with each rough thrust of her digits.
Every thought of being caught flies out the window as Scully rides Stella’s fingers ruthlessly now, looking almost unhinged while chasing her pleasure. Stella’s hand on her mouth combined with the magic she’s working with her figers make the need to come border on unbearable.
Unable to find some release but still very much enjoying herself, Stella looks down at the apex of Scully’s thighs, where her fingers disappear again and again inside her dripping center. So perfect.
“That’s it,” she breathes, “take my fingers like the good girl you are.”
Scully’s eyes shoot open upon hearing the words and she stares intently at Stella, communicating her needs without words. Adding a third finger, she starts to fuck her in earnest, resting one hand on the redhead’s hip to steady her through the ecstasy threaning to overcome her.
Eyes widening in rapture, she comes undone on a silent cry, Stella’s hand still keeping her quiet. She feels her walls clamp down around her fingers as a hot liquid trickles down her wrist.
Easing our of her, she holds out her hand between them and inspect it under the soft glow of the artificial lights.
“You made quite a mess, darling,” she says softly, in awe.
Looking up, she stares hungrily at Scully as she licks her fingers clean, one by one, humming at the intoxicating taste on her tongue.
Satiated with her brain swimming in endorphins, the red head leans down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, tasting herself on Stella’s tongue. After a while, she pulls back slowly, pulling on her bottom lip with her teeth.
“Let’s get home so I can taste more of you,” Stella says eagerly as she buckles her seatbelt and starts the engine.