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Lexa is the soccer captain and artist!Clarke, like any great girlfriend, pre-games her with an amazing orgasm
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Metal locker doors banged around the corner and Lexa's green eyes flew open. Clarke pressed closer, eagerly fitting their bodies together as she sucked on Lexa's collarbone.
"Clarke, wait..." Lexa was leaning sideways, peeling back the shower curtain to scan the locker room...
"Come on, Lex." Clarke tweaked Lexa's pink nipple and Lexa squeaked, whipping back to glare at the wicked smile in front of her. Clarke slipped two fingers inside her center...
"Clarke, please...It's game day..." Lexa said weakly. She was fighting a losing battle
"Yeah?" Clarke was grinning widely now. She loved when her name and 'please' were used in the same sentence. Especially when that sentence was uttered from Lexa's trembling lips. "Even my Captain deserves a good pre-game."
