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“Nat, stop. Someone could see,” Lottie huffed out in-between kisses, her hands pushing at the shorter woman’s shoulders with barely enough force to actually get her to go anywhere.
“Either you’re incredibly weak or you don’t actually want me to stop, and we both know you have incredible biceps.” Nat had pulled away long enough to speak, flashing her girlfriend one of her infamous shit-eating grins before she went back to sucking on Lottie’s bottom lip.
Lottie couldn’t remember how they got to this point. They were having a conversation about how well Nat was doing with her current therapies and the next thing she knew, Nat was pushing her up against the sharing shack, hand sliding under her dress and up her thigh without a care in the world that someone could walk right by and catch them.
It wasn’t that nobody knew they were a couple. Everyone did, even before they decided they wanted to make it public knowledge. The lingering touches and how they never could keep their eyes off one another gave that away early on.
Once it came to their attention that their ‘secret’ wasn’t actually much of one, no time was wasted before their levels of PDA increased. Lottie loved affection and Nat loved giving it to her, but still a level of modesty remained. At least, the idea for it to was there.
A soft moan escaped Lottie’s parted lips once Nat began to turn her attention to the skin of her neck, what started as a trail of gentle kisses soon turning into bruising bites that Lottie would chastise her for later.
“Nat,” she groaned, the slender fingers that wove into dark hair tugging on the strands.
There wasn’t a response given from Nat, her focus entirely on marking her territory. For a brief moment, Lottie allowed it, no longer trying to fight back on the fact that they were doing this in broad daylight, but then Nat’s hand was slipping past the elastic of her underwear.
“Inside.” Lottie grabbed ahold of Nat’s wrist, stilling her movements, and causing the other woman to look up at her. “We are not doing this out here.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The idea of fucking her girlfriend out in the open with the risk of being caught was one that Nat would have to keep inside her mind for now. Her plan was to make Lottie feel good and she couldn’t do that if she wasn’t respecting her boundaries.
Nat removed her hand from underneath her girlfriends dress, pressing one final kiss to her lips before she reached for the door handle of the shack that was typically used for sharing feelings and not providing orgasms, but why couldn’t it be for both?
With the door closed and the sign flipped to let others know there was a sharing now in session, Nat was right back to where she was before, pressing Lottie up against the wall and shoving her hand into her underwear.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” Nat moaned out as she ran the tips of her fingers through Lottie’s folds.
“Did you expect any different?”
“Not really. I just love how soaked you get for me.”
“What can I say? You’re really good at what you do,” Lottie smiled before rolling her hips towards Nat’s hand, trying to get her to continue with what she was doing. “Are we going to keep talking or are you going to fuck me already?”
“Patience, baby. You know I’m going to take care of you,” Nat promised before sliding a finger into Lottie’s entrance, a smirk forming at the loud moan she was given in return.
For the first few minutes, her movements remained slow, her middle finger pumping in and out of Lottie at a pace that was enough to have her rocking against Nat, but not fast enough to actually get her to come. It was enjoyable in the beginning, getting Lottie wetter at the sensation, but then she was left wanting more.
“Add another,” Lottie requested, the hand that rested against Nat’s shoulder giving it a squeeze.
Nat’s ring finger joined the other, the same languid pace remaining. Lottie’s head fell to the side, resting against her shoulder as she continued to rock her hips in time with Nat’s movements.
“Do you want me to go faster?” Nat asked, her gaze locked onto Lottie’s face, watching it contort as she moved inside of her.
Lottie nodded. Nat doesn’t change her pace.
“Use your words,” Nat told her.
“Yes,” Lottie responded.
“Yes what?”
“Go faster.”
The speed of Nat’s fingers picked up and along with it, she fucked them into Lottie more deeply than before, hitting that spot within that caused Lottie’s knees to buckle.
Nat wrapped a strong arm around Lottie’s waist, using it to help keep her upright as she pumped her fingers into her.
Another moan escaped from Lottie, loud enough for anyone to be passing by the shack to hear. Nat could only hope no one did, not wanting this to be only a one time occurrence.
Nat’s lips were back on Lottie’s, muffling each sound of pleasure that she let slip and using them to encourage her to continue with what she was doing.
Knowing that penetration wouldn’t be enough to have Lottie coming completely undone, Nat used her thumb to rub circles along Lottie’s clit, the combined sensation putting an end to their kissing and instead resulting in Lottie whimpering into Nat’s open mouth.
“Come for me, princess,” Nat encouraged once she felt Lottie’s walls tighten around her fingers. Her wrist was beginning to cramp up from the angle and pace, but she didn’t dare stop. Not when Lottie was so close to the edge.
Manicured nails dug into the pale skin of Nat’s shoulder blades, leaving behind moon shaped indents as Lottie chased her release, Nat’s name along with a few expletives falling from her tongue.
“There we go, baby,” Nat smiled, peppering kisses along Lottie’s jaw as she rode out her first orgasm of many for the day.
“That was —,” Lottie began, pausing to let out a shaky breath.
“Incredibly sexy,” Nat finished with a chuckle, her hand slipping out from Lottie’s underwear and moving to rest against her hip.
“I was going to say ‘amazing,’ but that works, too.”
Their lips were back together, their kisses now slow and sweet, and for a moment it felt like they were the only two people in the world. It was a good feeling, one that tugged onto Nat’s heart and left her wondering what she ever did to deserve someone like Lottie. It was a question she didn’t know the answer to, but what she was sure of was that she planned to keep ahold of this woman for as long as the universe would allow her to.
The universe was never in Nat’s favor for long, however, because only a few minutes later her girlfriend was pulling away with a sad smile that could only mean one thing.
“We should go back out there,” Lottie sighed. "Before someone comes looking for us."
“I knew you were going to say that.”
The idea of being the only two people in the world didn’t sound half bad, especially when it meant that they could remain without interruptions forever. Ensuring that became a reality was the current plan on Nat’s list of things to do.