Sue Storm Wants To Make Out

For a moment, Sue Storm hesitated. To Moonstone, it wasn't exactly a crisis of confidence. It was the freeze of indecision. The possibilities lay open to the Invisible Woman, about the kind of dominatrix she wished to be. At her feet knelt a beautiful, naked woman who had just given her carte blanche. For the first time in her life, Sue Storm had to decide what she actually wanted from a sexual relationship.

It was the hesitation of a child in an ice cream shop who had been offered whatever she wanted, and now she wondered how much she dare ask for.

"Get on your feet," Sue Storm said.

Karla rose slowly. Heart thumping against her breastbone, implants buzzing madly in her head. Trying to push Sue into being the perfect dominatrix...just as she was going to be her perfect sub slut...but she couldn't risk being exposed. She ceased using her powers, the glow in her eyes died before she opened them and looked at the Invisible Woman.

Sue's hands came up to touch the other woman's face. Thumbs along the jaw, fingers wrapping around the neck into Karla's blonde hair. Those piercing blue eyes bored into the psychiatrist's, as if they could plumb the depths of her soul.

They pulled her to her.

Their lips met. Warm, soft, hesitant at first, and then increasingly passionate. Their lips locked together, tongues seeking, playing, tasting. One hot breath pushed from Sue's mouth into hers, and the villain felt her knees tremble, just for a little.

The kiss stretched on for a long moment. A hot, wet drop ran down Karla's thigh. She ached to be licked, fingered, fisted, hard fucked, spanked. Yet Sue was lost in that kiss, which went on until the lack of sexual contact was a kind of **** unto itself.

Karla's hand went to her pussy.

Sue noticed.

The Invisible Woman broke the kiss. Her blue eyes focused on Karla's.

"Don't," she ordered, with a voice that made Moonstone's spine seize in place.

"No touching yourself without permission," Sue said. "We are going to cuddle."