Buttwoman #02, Scene #04

Lia Baren, captain of vice, stands in the half-lit squad room with the phone pressed to her ear, lips tight. Ari wears the black leather skirt so short it rides up her ass when she steps inside. She spreads her fingers and shows the captain exactly how she works the curb—hips cocked, mouth parted. Lia braces her hands on the desk and bends at the waist. Ari kneels behind her and drags a slow, wet stripe over the captain’s tight ring. The leather skirt lifts. The tongue pushes deeper. Smooth, hungry. Then lower. Ari sucks the captain’s swollen lips, sliding the thick vibrator in with a steady push. The hum fills the quiet room. Lia’s fingers knot in Ari’s hair, pulling her up. They switch. Ari’s hips part for the captain’s hand; Lia’s tongue flicks fast across Ari’s clit until the younger cop comes in a sharp, shaking rush. The desk lamp buzzes. The phone rings. Work, again.