Chapter 1: Introduction
Babs strode up to the front desk and said, "Barbara Gordon. I'm here to see Selina Kyle." The concierge, a man with a neat mustache and a suit that seemed to have been tailored to fit his body like a second skin, looked up from his computer. His looked Barbara up and down, taking in her hot pink tank top and short shorts, his skepticism clear.
But he picked up the desk phone, dialed a number, and spoke into it for several seconds.
He hung up and looked back at Barbara, his expression softening slightly. "Ms. Kyle is expecting you. Room 1703." He handed her a keycard. "Enjoy your stay."
Barbara took the keycard, her eyes flicking over the man's name tag. "Thanks, Henry."
The elevator ride up to the 17th floor was a blur of steel and glass. Barbara's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of anticipation and nervousness churning in her stomach. Selina hadn't laid out her plans explicitly but Babs had a pretty good idea
of what was in store. She knew Selina's reputation, her reputation as a thief, a seductress, a woman who could charm her way into any room, any heart. And Babs was more than ready to be charmed.
The door to room 1703 was slightly ajar, a soft glow of light spilling out into the hallway. Babs pushed it open, stepping into the luxurious suite. The room was bathed in a warm, golden light, the city's skyline visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
"Selina," Babs called out. "You here?"
"In the bedroom," came the reply, a sultry purr that sent shivers down Babs' spine. She followed the sound, her heels clicking on the polished marble floor. The bedroom was a symphony of opulence, the four-poster bed draped in silk, the walls adorned with rich tapestries.
Babs’ jaw dropped. Selina stood in the doorway, wearing a Santa hat, a welcoming smile, and absolutely nothing else.
Her body was a work of art, lean and toned, her skin a canvas of smooth, creamy perfection. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief, her short black hair a wild, sexy mess. Babs' eyes roamed over her, taking in every curve, every dip, her gaze lingering on the dark triangle between Selina's thighs.
"Like what you see, Babs?" Selina asked, her voice a low, husky purr. She took a step forward, her hips swaying in a way that made Babs' mouth go dry and her cock begin to harden.
"Fuck, yes," Babs breathed, her eyes locked onto Selina's.
She took a step forward, her hand reaching out to trace the curve of Selina's hip. Selina's skin was warm under her touch, soft and smooth. She could feel the tension in Selina's body, the anticipation, the desire. It was intoxicating.
Selina's hand reached up, her fingers tangling in Babs' hair. She pulled gently, tilting Babs' head back, exposing her neck. Babs gasped as Selina's lips found her pulse, her tongue flicking out to taste her skin. She could feel the heat of Selina's breath, the wetness of her mouth, and it sent a jolt of electricity straight to her core.
Babs' hands roamed over Selina's body, tracing the lines of her muscles, the curves of her hips. She cupped Selina's ass, her fingers digging into the firm flesh, pulling her closer. Selina's hands moved to Babs' chest, her fingers running deftly over her nipples.
Barbara gasped, her back arching as Selina pinched them lightly, rolling them between her fingers. "Just one question," Selina murmured against Barbara's skin. "Why am I the
only one naked here?"
Barbara could feel the heat of Selina's breath on her neck, and it took every ounce of willpower she had not to just rip off her clothes right then and there. But she played along, wanting to draw out the moment, the anticipation.
"Maybe you're just impatient," Barbara teased, her voice barely above a whisper. She grabbed the hem of her tank top and pulled it off over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra quickly followed, leaving her chest heaving with excitement and desire.
Selina's eyes widened as she took in Barbara's body, her gaze lingering on her chest then dropping to her groin. "I'll admit, I am impatient. Now, are you going to take your pants off and let me have your
fucking cock, or am I going to have to do it myself?" Selina's voice was low, her words dripping with hunger and promise.
Babs grinned, her fingers fumbling with the button and zipper of her shorts. "Impatient, huh? I should make you wait."
Selina leaned in, her lips brushing against Babs' ear. "And I'd make you pay for it," she whispered, her breath hot and moist.
Babs shuddered, her shorts sliding down her legs, pooling at her feet. She stepped out of them, her cock standing at attention, straining against her briefs.
Selina's eyes gleamed with approval, and she licked her lips, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"God, you're fucking hot," she breathed, her hands reaching for Babs' briefs. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slowly, torturously, peeled them down. Babs' cock sprang free, slapping against her stomach as it was released from its confines. Selina's eyes widened, her gaze locked onto Babs' throbbing member.
"Fuck," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. She wrapped her hand around Babs' cock, her fingers barely able to close around the thick shaft.
She stroked it slowly, her thumb rubbing over the head, spreading the pre-cum that beaded at the tip. Babs gasped, her hips bucking into Selina's touch. It had been too long since she'd felt anything like this, too long since she'd felt desired, wanted.
"You're so fucking hard," Selina whispered, her voice a low growl. She looked up at Babs, her green eyes filled with hunger. "I want you inside of me. Now
," Selina demanded, her voice a low growl. She turned around, presenting her ass to Babs, and bent over the edge of the bed. Her hands gripped the silk sheets, her knuckles turning white with the effort of holding herself up. Babs could see the glistening wetness between Selina's thighs, the evidence of her desire. She could smell the musky scent of her arousal, and it made her mouth water.
Babs stepped forward, her hands gripping Selina's hips. She could feel the heat of Selina's body, the softness of her skin. She ran her hands over Selina's ass, squeezing the firm flesh, spreading her cheeks apart.