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The Fight club stank of blood, sweat … piss and shit. And that was fucking annoying. The shouts were too loud. The lights, dimmed for atmosphere no doubt, were too bright. Even the way the floor shined with smears of blood pissed her off. But that was the problem when your body produced too much cortisol and you lived with the desire to react violently to any manner of transgression.
He had accepted her challenge. Fight three of his men and he’d give her the information she wanted. She had suggested one after the other. He had decided at the same time. It didn’t make much difference since now she was sitting astride the throat of the third and last beefcake and turning to capture the stare of the sweating, balding club owner. Barry looked more pissed than even she felt – apparently she wasn’t supposed to actually take out all three of his best guys. What a shame. Another shame was the way the heat between her legs wasn’t going away.
‘If he had a bigger Adam’s apple then this would be really working for me,’ she gasped breathlessly, rocking her hips.
Barry grimaced and waved his walking stick, ‘I said everybody out!’ He turned his piggy, bespectacled gaze on her, lips curled in a sneer, ‘Let’s go for a drive,’
Lindy punched the guy between her legs one last time and stood up, ‘Meet you outside …’ she glanced around, spotted a rather attractive specimen and headed towards him, calling over her shoulder, ‘… just got to take care of something first!’
She checked she still had the control device – she didn’t need any complications. She nodded to herself, satisfied that she could press the button and send a painful jolt right through her nervous system if her lust turned violent … or, murderously violent anyway. This didn’t happen very often. She avoided sex for a very good reason – it was too easy to lose control. But sometimes – shit – she needed to feel something other than anger and electric induced pain. Maybe it was because of everything that had happened over the past few days. Fuck it – it didn’t need explaining! She needed something physical and she was going to get it. Hard. Fast. And hopefully satisfying without rendering her temporary partner unconscious … or worse.
The specimen was tall, broad and very appealing. He must have sensed her because he turned, eyes widening at the look he must have seen on her face. That was the other problem – although not really a problem she guessed. She reckoned that when her desire rose, the cortisol reacted with her hormones and … well the only way to describe it was, bitch in heat. And just like a bitch needing a fucking good mounting – whoever she targeted was dragged in as if hypnotised or drugged, or both. He was no different. What ever pheromone she was giving off – it made him hard. A smile lifted his lips and he took half a step towards her. But suddenly her gaze was dragged from him to the dark-haired woman leaning against the wall just behind him. Shit – she was gorgeous! Wearing a vest, showing toned, muscular arms, she was a little taller than Lindy, a little broader. At that moment, it was as if no one else existed on the whole god damn planet.
Well – that’s new! Lindy thought as a jolt, as powerful as any she could give herself with the device, surged between her legs. The woman was half turned away, watching the people exit and perhaps waiting for the crowd to thin before she made her way out. She was standing by a door marked Tolet in scrawled, apparently dyslexic hand – so maybe she just needed a piss. It didn’t matter what she needed because Lindy needed her.
The male specimen grunted something and disappeared from Lindy’s, suddenly tunnelled, view. Whatever she was given off crossed the distance between them and the woman turned. Black hair, left long at the sides but cut short at the back, fell over her face. Her eyes alighted on Lindy and she puffed the hair out of her face. Their eyes met and a crackling energy passed between them. Perhaps it was the smell of sweat and blood. Perhaps it was the atmosphere that charged the air around them. Whatever it was – this was more powerful than Lindy was used to and there was no fucking stopping it. In an instant, she was smothering the black-haired woman’s mouth with her own. Tongues danced wildly, teeth clashing as each fought for dominance. Lindy grunted as she felt hands push her back. The black-haired woman heaved a breath, replacing the oxygen she had lost while they had devoured each other.
She slapped a hand to her chest, ‘Eden …’ she gasped.
Lindy lifted a shoulder, she didn’t need an introduction. Even so she gave a quick nod, ‘Lindy,’ she responded and stepped to the side, kicking the door open. She grabbed Eden’s arm and pulled her in behind her. The door was barely half closed when Lindy pushed her into it, slamming it shut with a metallic bang. Their mouths met again, hungrier than before. Lindy’s hands reached up between them, fingers digging hard into firm breasts. Eden’s fingers gripped her shoulders, nails digging into her skin as she pulled her tight against her. Lindy’s thigh slammed up between her legs and Eden’s head thumped back against the door as she groaned loudly. She returned her mouth to Lindy’s, teeth biting down on her lip, stinging and burning. Lindy cursed as a sudden flash of anger had her reaching for the button on the controller. But before she could press it, Eden spun her and slammed her against the wall, her own leg driving between her thighs and lifting her onto her toes. Lindy licked her lip and the taste of blood made her anger surge again. She pressed the button just as Eden moved in on her. Their bodies slammed together, the jolt passing through them both. Lindy groaned at the mixture of pleasure and pain as Eden involuntarily ground against her. So much so in fact that she pressed the button again, crying out in delight even as Eden cursed and pulled away. Lindy liked the look in Eden’s eyes. It was nice to see dark, violent anger in someone else’s gaze for a change. Eden growled, grabbed her shoulders and spun her towards the other wall. It had a mirror that cracked as her body slammed into it. Furious at the pain that lances across her back, she grabbed Eden around her neck and forced her back. They slam each other back and forth, mouths biting at whatever skin they can reach, nails scratching, fingers bruising. And although this is Lindy’s first time with a woman – her instincts are strong enough.
‘Fuck!’ Lindy cried suddenly as Eden grabbed her arms and propelled her towards the bank of cracked, mildewed sinks. Her hands work quickly and Lindy looked down as Eden violently yanked her trousers open and forces the material down her legs. Strong hands ripped her panties and discarded the material to the corner of the filthy bathroom. Their eyes met. A pause. A breath. And then Eden’s fingers are slamming into her. Lindy screams, throwing her head back, fingernails digging into Eden’s neck. Her cunt is hot and wet and Eden’s fingers stretch and fill her in all the right ways. She finds herself sinking down onto the thrusting fingers, desperate to feel more, harder, deeper – god, harder! Eden paused, pushed Lindy’s jeans down to her ankles. She pulled one of her shoes off and released that leg from the material. Lindy perched on the ledge between the sinks, feet resting on the edge, thighs spread. Eden moved between her legs, pushed her hand forward and uses her own body against it to drive four fingers into Lindy’s very welcoming cunt. A few hard, violent thrusts and Lindy is surging towards her climax. She reaches for the controller. Waits. Feels her orgasm ready to break and at that very moment presses the button. Her body jerked. Eden cursed and Lindy felt her orgasm ebb slightly. She gritted her teeth and growled a demand, ‘All of it … I want all of it!’
Eden didn’t hesitate. She slipped her fingers free, adjusted and then slowly slid all of her fingers into Lindy. Lindy groaned, gasped and finally cried out as she felt herself closing around Eden’s wrist. And then she comes. Spasms rocked her body as she succumbed to the mind-numbing pleasure. She is fucked hard. Eden slams her hand into her with such delicious strength that Lindy climaxes again and again. There’s no stopping it. No end to the powerful waves of delight that crash over and through her. Her body is pumped full of adrenalin, the cortisol – her worst enemy – was now her greatest asset as she climbed to pleasurable oblivion. Lights danced in front of her eyes. Thunder roared in her ears. Her heart hammered against her chest, threatening to burst her ribs apart.
At the height of her passion she didn’t notice that Eden’s hand was gone until she felt teeth biting and grinding at her clitoris. Her hand slammed down on the back of Eden’s head, pulled her in tighter and she screamed as another tidal wave of desire pulled her under. She felt her cunt contract, felt wetness explode from her and shudders as Eden lapped it all up. God it felt so good – so fucking good! The world became a pin prick of light and she was at the centre. For the briefest of moments she was calm and she savoured that moment of rare peace.
It didn’t fade. It just ended.
Her eyes snapped open. Eden was standing, trembling hands fumbling with her own belt. Lindy is calmer and her hands steady. She moved behind Eden, reached round to unfasten her trousers. The clothing slid easily to her knees and Lindy pushed between her shoulder blades, bending her forward. Eden watched her in the mirror above the sinks as she slid fingers between her buttocks. Lindy’s thumb teases at her puckered opening and Eden lifted her head slightly, mouth dropping open. Lindy flicked an eyebrow and pushes her thumb forward. Eden groaned, dropped her head and pushed back. Once her digit was fully inserted, Lindy twisted her hand, fingers searching through wet lips. She pressed her fingers hard against Eden’s clitoris and over her wet opening. She stroked, pulled her thumb back and then forward again. Teasing and stroking so much at once that Eden shuddered and moaned. It might have been the first time that Lindy’s fingers had ever touched another woman’s pussy but it felt so right, so natural. She might never have met Eden before but somehow she knew what she wants – knew what desires her groans revealed. She moved and slipped her thumb free as she sucked along the length of her first and second fingers on her other hand. Then slowly, yet forcefully, slid them into her arse. Eden gasped, shoulders lifting as she watched Lindy in the mirror. Lindy slid her other fingers deep into her cunt and groaned with her. She made a few harsh thrusts before she added a third finger to her arse.
Eden cried out, ‘Fucking harder! God – fuck – yes!’
Lindy was breathing heavily with the exertion of fucking her so hard but there was no stopping. Eden yelled and cried and Lindy fucked her harder still. And then suddenly, for the first time in her life, Lindy wished she had a cock. She closed her eyes and imagined herself getting hard before sliding into the slick cunt that was sucking at her fingers. God – she would pound this pussy! She would grip her hips and pull her back, thrust into her and make her scream. Suddenly the words tumbled from her as she told Eden exactly what she wanted to do. Eden pushed back against her. The words danced around them, making them both even hotter.
‘I’d fuck you so hard … spread you wide … slam into your cunt … then maybe … maybe … I’d fuck your arse!’
Eden came with a growling cry that made Lindy quiver with delight. The sound was so sexy that Lindy had to drop to her knees and feast hungrily. The taste of her was like nothing she had ever known before and she savoured every lick, every drop, every murmur and cry that her lips and tongue dragged from the quivering Eden. Eden climaxed again, her juices coating Lindy’s tongue and chin.
Lindy stumbled backwards, half tripping over her clothes. Eden turned, eyes dark and filled with lust.
Fuck! Lindy thought, I’m not done!
And she wasn’t. The sound, the taste the sight of Eden’s climax had refired her arousal and Lindy needed to feel that surge of pleasure again. She moved past Eden and climbed onto the counter, eyes desperate, breath hitching in her throat as she turned sideways and settled on hands and knees.
‘Damn, woman, aint you had enough?’ Eden laughed.
She stepped closer, rested her left hand atop Lindy’s buttocks and slid her other hand between her legs. She rubbed hard at her soaking cunt lips, made Lindy gasp and gush within moments. Lindy wiggled her hips, hoping she had made her meaning clear.
‘You asking what I think you are?’ Eden queried, voice deep.
Lindy locked her gaze and nodded, ‘Do it!’
Smiling crookedly, Eden reached for the soap dispenser and squirted the gel onto her fingers. She smeared some around Lindy’s tight opening and eased three fingers into her.
‘Fuck …’ Lindy growled at the intense, fucking incredible sensation. She pushed herself back, forcing Eden’s fingers as deep as they could go. She held herself there, gasping and moaning as she savoured the sensations. ‘Oh god … fuck my cunt!’ Lindy groaned and was promptly rewarded with the feel of Eden’s other hand pushing through her cunt lips and four fingers sliding into her. She didn’t wait. She wasn’t gentle. She fucked her hard and Lindy screamed her delight as she climaxed again with a spray of juice and curses.
They dressed in silence. Shaking hands lifting clothes over quivering bodies.
‘Well,’ Eden breathed as a laugh, her accent was much like Lindy’s, ‘that was … intense,’
Lindy nodded and studied her in silence. She looked towards the door – if she didn’t get out there soon then Barry would probably leave without her. She didn’t move though and instead seemed to come to a decision. She reached into her pocket and held her phone out.
Eden didn’t take it, instead she raised a questioning eyebrow.
‘Don’t you want to give me your digits?’ Lindy asked and felt a strange sensation curling alongside the familiar anger. Disappointment?
Eden shrugged self-consciously and laughed, ‘Life has made me all piss ‘n vinegar … I’m not someone you want a repeat date with,’
Lindy laughed out loud, ‘Piss n vinegar? I can relate to that!’ Her fingers stroked the controller and she sighed. She didn’t lower the phone, kept it held out, as if in challenge. Eventually she smiled, ‘I’m not looking for commitment, Eden – I’m looking for someone who can keep up,’
Eden grinned and took the phone, ‘Well, in that case ...’