“You really do taste amazing.”
I laughed and pulled her to me, her squealing as I hugged her tight. She struggled for a second before relaxing into my embrace, her own arms going around me while our legs intertwined.
I kissed the top of her head. “You want to get under the covers?” It was kind of my way of asking if she was going to stay. My heart was beating fast.
She smiled up at me, nodding. “Yeah.”
Moments later I’d pulled the sheet and comforter over us, and she pressed herself right back into the same position we’d been in before. I embraced her gladly. Maybe this time would be different, and she’d still be here in the morning.
Please, God, let her still be here in the morning.
– Alyssa –
Eventually I opened my eyes to the morning light. This is the part where I tell you it took me a moment to remember where I was, but it’d be a lie. I knew exactly where I was, and whom I was with. My arm was around her middle; her skin was so soft.
I propped my head on my elbow, taking and took a good long look at Taylor, the woman I’d made love to last night. I felt my soul purr in my chest as I thought about what had happened. Amazing didn’t begin to describe it. I could still feel the pleasant soreness between my legs from the incredible penetration she’d delivered. I’d never come like that, not ever, and the goddess lying next to me had made it happen over and over.
She looked so peaceful sleeping, and I loved being able to admire her up close. She really was lovely, high cheekbones and soft, kissable lips. She also had a long graceful neck, where, I’d noticed last night, she really loved being suckled. I ran my finger over it now, and she sighed in her sleep, her head nestling into the pillow.
My eyes wandered down over the sheet covering her body. You know, I never really got a good look at it last night. And she is all naked under that sheet. I felt my cheeks spread into a wicked grin as I ducked my head beneath the cover. She was lying on her side, her top arm pressing her breasts together. Her areolae were a redish, almost mahogany color, not too big, but tipped with large delectable looking nipples. I’d gotten a small chance to taste them last night, but this was my first opportunity to really appreciate them.
I ran a finger around one of Taylor’s areolas, making it crinkle and the tip harden. I moved to the other, slowly circling, and as I did, she rolled onto her back. Under the cover I couldn’t see her face, but I suspected she was waking up. Still, beneath the translucent sheet I had my own little world, consisting only of me and her body.
I caressed the skin between her breasts before leaning forward and taking the nearer one into my mouth. I sucked gently on the nipple while my hand pinched its partner. Taylor moaned slightly and pushed her chest up into my mouth, the fact she was enjoying it giving me a little thrill.
My mouth disengaged, starting instead to kiss down over her stomach. I could tell how powerful her core was, as my tongue traced the abs under her skin. I shifted my body further down the bed, continuing to kiss over her tummy and into the hollow between that and her hairless mound.
As I made my way to that delicious spot where her legs met her body, the cover slowly slid away, and I looked up into Taylor’s incredible blue-gray eyes. I continued to kiss her as she watched me, sucking the skin of her inner thigh into my mouth, making her sigh. If I was going to do this I wanted to do it right, so I scooted down the bed. Taylor let her legs fall open as I lay on my belly between them, a sheen of her moisture already beginning to cover her sex.
Unlike the night before I got to take a good long look. Inside of her puffy outer labia she had pear shaped inner lips, narrow at the top and flaring out as they approached her vagina, revealing the impossibly pink flesh underneath. Her clitty was poking out a good way from her hood, and I remembered how sensitive it was, and how long it’d taken before she’d been ready for direct stimulation.
And then there was the smell, incredible, musky, and rich. I inhaled deeply, which earned a little smirk from Taylor.
“You like it?”
My eyes never left her sex. “You’re beautiful.” I ran my finger from her opening up to her clit, which wiped the smile off her face. The expression that replaced it was hard to read, but the hand that reached behind my head and pulled me towards her sex was easy to understand. I went forward eagerly, beginning to suckle on those lovely lips.
My tongue dipped into her, my pupils rolling up under my eyelashes at the intensity of the flavor. I licked and sucked, drinking her in nectar, letting the essence of her fill me. I thought I could happily drown in it. The hand that had been holding my head was now caressing me, fingers running through my hair as I loved her. I didn’t need any encouragement. I felt like I’d been waiting to do this my whole life. My palm ran over her firm stomach, before finding her other hand and interlacing our fingers. I let my tongue journey up along her slit, then back down, each time getting closer and closer to her clit. Finally I pushed up one side of her hood and then the other. Taylor was emitting a steady stream of ohh’s and mmm’s, which were steadily increasing in intensity.
Finally I gave her exposed clit a flick, which caused her whole body to spasm. I touched it again more gently, cradling it with my tongue and closing on it with my upper lip, and began sucking as gently as I could. My new lover’s breathing was starting to become ragged, her grunts and moans increasingly primal. As she began grinding into my face I sucked her fully into my mouth and bathed her with my tongue.
“Oh, god, baby, don’t stop, keep going, just a little more, Aly, ohh!!”
She began to jerk and shake as her orgasm claimed her, and I held on trying to draw it out and make it as intense as possible. As she began to come down, a great sense of happiness filled my heart. I’d done that; I’d made her come hard. I loved that I could do that for her. I cleaned her with my tongue, reveling in the flavor before kissing my way up her body.
Her strong arms wrapped around me and held me close. I fit against her so perfectly; it felt so right. I looked up at her through my eyelashes, my voice dripping with innocence.
“Did I do okay?”
“Mmm, god. That was amazing, baby.”
“Am I really?”
“Hmm?”
“Am I your baby?”
She looked embarrassed. “It’s too much, too soon isn’t it?”
“Not if you mean it. I think I’d like to be your baby.” I felt her pull me tight, and her eyes glazing with emotion. I didn’t want to push her too hard so early. I let my voice turn playful as I traced patterns on her breasts with my finger. “So, if I weren’t here to bother you, what would you be doing today?”
Her hand played gently over my back, and I could tell she was relaxing into the intimacy of the moment, which made me happy.
“Well, I’d probably do a work out, but I’ve already had one of those. Then I’d probably head out to the warehouse.”
“The warehouse?”
“My studio. There’s an art patron who keeps a warehouse on one of his properties and rents out space to artists.”
“Oh, that sounds fun. Can I come? I’d love to see it. And then maybe we could have dinner after?” Her face changed, and I could see the hesitancy and I started to panic. “I’m sorry, if that’s too much I can just go.”
“No it’s not that, it’s just that it’d be really boring. And I’m having dinner with Jen and Vicky tonight.”
I tried not to let the disappointment show on my face or in my voice. “Oh. Okay. I don’t want to keep you from your friends.” I continued to lie against her for a moment.
Just as I was feeling I might be misreading this whole situation she kissed the top of my head. “Would you like to come with me tonight? Meet my friends?”
“Really?” My voice almost broke with happiness. Damn it, Aly stop behaving like a moonstruck teenager!
Her fingers ran through my hair. “Yeah.”
“I’d like that.” I snuggled in close, my voice dropping to a whisper “Taylor?”
“Yes?”
“I really like you.”
“Me too, baby. Me too.” I purred at the endearment, and I turned my head up, my cheek rubbing over her chin before I found her lips with mine. I sighed and sank into the kiss. There was something beautiful about this kiss. It wasn’t leading to sex; just us enjoying each other, reveling in being close.