Vi slammed the door shut behind them, the cheap Zaun lock clicking like it knew what was coming. Caitlyn was already breathing hard, her fancy enforcer coat half off one shoulder. Vi grabbed her by the hips and spun her around, shoving her face-first against the wall.
"Been thinking about this cunt all day," Vi growled, yanking Caitlyn's pants down to her knees. She didn't bother with slow. Two thick fingers shoved straight into Caitlyn's pussy, already slick and hot. Caitlyn moaned loud, pushing back on the intrusion.
"Fuck, Vi. Harder."
Vi laughed low and mean, curling her fingers fast and rough. Wet sounds filled the room as she pumped in and out, thumb grinding on Caitlyn's clit. "You get this wet just from me looking at you, Sheriff? Pathetic." She added a third finger, stretching her open, knuckles dragging against tight walls.
Caitlyn's hands slapped the wall. Her ass flexed every time Vi drove in deep. "Shut up and fuck me."
Vi pulled her fingers out with a filthy squelch and wiped them on Caitlyn's thigh. She unbuckled her belt, the heavy strap-on already strapped tight to her hips. The thick silicone cock slapped against Caitlyn's bare ass. Vi spat on her hand, slicked the head, and lined up.
She thrust in one hard shove. Caitlyn cried out, body jerking forward. Vi didn't wait. She gripped Caitlyn's hips and started pounding, hips snapping fast, the slap of skin loud and nasty. The strap base rubbed Vi's own clit with every drive, making her grunt.
"Take it," Vi snarled. "Take every inch like the greedy slut you are." She reached around and pinched Caitlyn's clit, rolling it rough while she fucked her deep. Caitlyn's pussy clenched hard around the cock, dripping down her thighs.
Vi pulled out, spun Caitlyn, and shoved her to her knees. "Suck it clean." Caitlyn opened her mouth without hesitation, lips stretching around the thick shaft still shiny with her own slick. Vi grabbed her hair and fucked her throat in short, brutal thrusts, watching spit and pre-cum run down Caitlyn's chin.
When Vi had enough she hauled Caitlyn up, bent her over the table, and slammed back inside. The angle hit deeper. Caitlyn's moans turned ragged. Vi reached under and slapped her clit a few times, then rubbed fast circles while she pounded.
Caitlyn came first, pussy pulsing, thighs shaking, a choked "Vi, fuck" spilling out. Vi didn't stop. She fucked her through it, drawing it out until Caitlyn was whimpering.
Only then did Vi pull the strap free, unbuckle it, and climb onto the table herself.
She straddled Caitlyn's face. "Eat." Caitlyn's tongue went straight to Vi's cunt, licking broad and hungry. Vi ground down, riding her mouth, one hand braced on the wall. "That's it. Get in there." She came hard, thighs clamping Caitlyn's head, juices coating her tongue.
They didn't rest long. Vi flipped them, spread Caitlyn's legs wide, and went down on her. She sucked Caitlyn's clit hard, two fingers pumping steady. Caitlyn's second orgasm hit faster, her whole body bowing off the table.
Vi wiped her mouth on Caitlyn's stomach and crawled up to kiss her deep, letting her taste both of them. "Round two in the shower," she muttered against swollen lips. "Then you're riding my face until you can't walk straight."
Caitlyn smiled against her mouth, already reaching for the strap again. "Deal."
