Rub Her Clit Even Faster

You decide to go all in, a mischevious smile curling across your lips as you lay three digits across her clit, flattening your hand against her cunt and rapidly brushing your fingers back and forth, flicking her clit faster than she could have expected. Scarlett's eyes flew open, wide with shock, pleasure and turmoil, her eyelids quickly falling heavily as she visibily writhed against the edge of the desk, the hand holding your beginning to pinch against your wrist, her lips opening wider and wider as silent moans and gasps caught in her throat. The distinct, wet smack of your fingers working her clit began to fill the air, with a few people taking note, yet what came next was what drew every pair of eyes in the room towards the two of you.

"Fuck me!" Scarlett squealed loudly, her silence being replaced with rabid squeals and guttural moans, her eyes flying open with a wild and intense hunger. Throwing caution to the wind, she screamed the intensity of her pleasure across the room, bucking and grinding her pussy against your hand, gritting her teeth together as she gave completely in to the pleasure, "Give it to me! Give it to me! Rub my fucking clit! Make me fucking cum! Fuck yes!"

Startled by the proclamations, you watched her squeal and scream, her voice pulsating around the room as her pussy gushed with an intense rush of pleasure. Scarlett brought her hands up to her tits, unashamedly tweaking and pulling on her nipples, twisting them sharply until the pale pink teats burned a bright red, her lips shimmering with saliva. You continued, rubbing her clit faster and faster, her squeals growing sharper and more intense, her mewls betraying the ever closer orgasm. Finally, she froze, twitching in place, a silent moan lingering on her lips as the rush of an orgasm cascaded against her body. The scream of pure ecstasy that followed could have made you cum then and there, but your cock just throbbed. She came for what seemed like a whole minute, before she slumped forwards against the desk, her hand seizing your one and grinding your rapid movements to a slow, measured brush, mellowing out the pleasure and giving her a chance to recover amidst hot and heavy moans.

"Fuck... Thanks for that... I... Oh, I really needed it. I owe you one..." Scarlett breathed, finally pulling your hand away from her drenched pussy, the woman smiling softly as she leant against the desk and sighed. You admired her post-orgasm expression, only to watch it suddenly harden as she straightened her back and attempted to compose herself rapidly, "Oh fuck me..."

"That was an impressive display Miss Johansson," a voice called out, with the sharp repeated click of a pair of heels drawing your attention behind you. Gal Gadot slowly sauntered into view, arms crossed, dressed in a pair of black latex shorts and bra, with elbow length gloves and thigh-length stockings, the word security emblazoned in shimmering white.

"I was just providing exceptional service to a new guest," Scarlett said, reciting your words back, eliciting a smirk from you as Gal sized you up, her already tall stature enhanced by the high heels, her muscular physique demonstrating a distinct commanding presence.

"You know the rules. Finish checking him in and report to the security office," Gal ordered, turning away, the latex shorts pinching between her squat-toned ass cheeks.

"Right away," Scarlett sighed, turning to the computer in defeat.

"Sorry about that," you apologised, realising that it was partially your fault that the two of you were caught.

"Don't be. My clit needed that. Well worth it. Let's finish getting you checked in," Scarlett smirked, content with the pleasure you had provided. After all, she had been **** to rub her own clit. You did an excellent job filling in for her. A few moments later, she explained, "You have a choice of three celebrities to personally welcome you to the hotel. Personal preference?"

"I feel like I got a pretty good welcome already, but..." you chuckle, before turning to the computer to survey your options.