14 Desire 🌶️🌶️

"We shouldn't be doing this here," I pant, holding Sevika's shoulders as she fervently kisses my neck, pressing my against the table, her breath hot against my skin. "What if someone walks in?"

Sevika's lips trail down my neck. Her breath is hot against my skin, and I can feel the heat radiating from her body, making me burn with need. My heart races, pulse quickening, as I arch my neck to give her better access. I should stop this. We shouldn't be doing this here, not in the council hall where anyone could walk in at any moment, but the thought of getting caught only heightens the intensity.

She pulls back for a moment, her eyes dark with desire, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of her lips. "I don't care," she smirks, the challenge clear in her voice. "Let them walk in." She lifts me effortlessly, setting me on top of the table, and wraps my arms around her neck. 

I laugh, unable to help it, though my body is still aflame with desire. There's something intoxicating about her confidence, her ability to take control of every situation. "You're crazy," I whisper, but the ache between my thighs only intensifies, egged on by her boldness.

She grins and leans in again, brushing her lips against mine. "Please, just be quick, Sev," I plead, unable to wait any longer. My hands tangle in her hair as she dips down, kissing along my jaw, moving with such intent and urgency.

"I can't promise that," she chuckles, and her hands slip under my shirt, tugging it up over my head in one smooth motion. I shiver as the cool air hits my skin, my body responding to her touch before my brain can catch up. My shirt and bra hit the floor in a heap, and before I know it, she's standing back to admire me, her gaze hungry, appreciative.

"Fuck, baby," Sevika breathes, her voice husky as her eyes roam over my exposed chest. "Take those off for me," she demands, her eyes never leaving mine as I comply, pulling up my dress with shaking hands, leaving only my underwear between us. I blush under her gaze, feeling self-conscious for a moment, but the way she watches me, the way her hunger intensifies, makes me feel like I'm the only person in the world.

"Stop being shy, " she murmurs, pulling me into her again, her hands tracing the curve of my waist before settling on my hips.

"Im not just worried."

"Can you please just shut up and let me see how fucking hot you are," she breathes against my lips, and I can't help but giggle at her praise.

Before I can respond, she kisses me again, pulling me deeper into her embrace. Her lips are demanding, rougher this time, and I find myself giving in, losing myself in the taste of her. She guides me to her chair around the table, sitting down and pulling me onto her lap. The heat of her body against mine, the firmness of her thighs beneath me, drives me wild, and I grind against her instinctively. Her hands roam over my body, groping my ass, kneading the flesh as she gives me a playful spank.

I gasp, my head falling to the crook of her neck as I try to hide the whimper that escapes me. Sevika's hands guide my hips, making me grind against her thick thigh. The friction against my clothed clit is enough to make my knees weak, and I can't stop the desperate moans that tumble from my lips.

"Don't hide from me, baby," Sevika growls, spanking me again, harder this time, and I gasp, my body reacting immediately. The pain and pleasure mix together, building a pressure deep inside me. I meet her intense gaze, her fingers tightening on my hips as she guides me to grind harder against her, the sensation driving me mad with need.

"Oh fuck, Sev," I moan, clutching her shirt as I rock against her thigh. The pressure against my clit is delicious, the damp fabric of my panties creating a friction that makes me dizzy.

Sevika leans back slightly, watching me with a dark smile as I writhe in her lap. Her hand moves to my neck, holding my face as she strokes my cheek with her thumb. "Does it feel good, baby?" she murmurs, her voice low and soothing despite the sharp edge to her words. I nod, too overwhelmed to say anything. My body is a furnace, my mind consumed with the sensations she's making me feel.

"Yeah, you wanna cum for me?" she teases, brushing back my hair before leaning in to nip at my earlobe.

I can't speak—can barely form coherent thoughts. My hips falter as she flexes her thigh against me, and all I can do is moan in response, lost in the pleasure of it. "Yes, please," I manage to gasp, my body shuddering as she pulls another desperate moan from me.

Sevika's fingers leave my face and move to my breasts, teasing my hardened nipples with light touches that send sparks of pleasure through me. I arch my back, pressing harder against her thigh, desperately chasing the release that's building inside me.

She chuckles softly, the sound laced with dark amusement. "My meeting starts soon, and I'd hate to leave you like this," she says, her tone teasing, and I whimper in frustration, the tension building even higher in my core.

"No, please, I'm so close," I beg, grinding harder, almost frantic with need. Sevika's grin widens as she lifts my panties up against my dripping core, teasing me with the pressure of the fabric against my swollen clit.

"Please hurry," I beg, my voice shaky with desperation as I feel the pressure reaching a breaking point.

Sevika strokes my hair gently, her voice warm and reassuring. "Of course, Princess."

She continues the motions and I finally let go, my body shaking as waves of pleasure wash over me. I press my face into her neck, muffling the screams of release as my body trembles in her arms. The world narrows down to the feeling of Sevika holding me, her strength grounding me as I come down from the high.

I lift my head, catching my breath, and give Sevika a shy smile. She grins at me, her hands gentle as she helps me off her lap. My legs are unsteady, and I have to grab the table to steady myself.

"Need help?" she teases, watching me with amusement in her eyes.

"I'm good. Just need a minute," I pant, still trying to regain my composure.

Sevika picks up my discarded clothes with a small chuckle, gently helping me put them back on. I smile at her, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude for her care, for the way she makes me feel wanted, alive.

I lean in to kiss her softly, lingering for a moment before pulling away--I hear footsteps coming around the corner. Panic shoots through me,  and Sevika and we hide under the table as the footsteps stop in the middle of the council room.