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Her pet names were endearing, but she was more than determined to make her moan her name.
She felt the panting woman grow desperate over the rhythmic motions, her legs instinctively spreading wider to grant her better access. But Eva too needed more, she needed the clothes to go, she had to feel the smooth hot skin move against herself.
Abruptly pulling away she turned her wife around, both hands finding the hem of her nightgown again to lift it up. Alyssa understood the motion and raised her arms so that the loose piece of clothing could once more be taken off and tossed aside carelessly.
She then dove in to meet the other pair of lips which were no less hungry for contact, exchanging heated and lasting kisses, nibbling, teasing, pulling away and repeating the game all over again. Short pecks were followed by longer ones that never failed to take Eva's breath away. She swore she could make out with Alyssa all day long, but if her little moans and gasps coupled with a shortness of breath were any indication then her wife had clear needs that Eva felt delighted to tend to first.
Alyssa just hummed in approval and eventually Eva managed to seize her underwear to tug it down the long slender legs. The other woman complied all too eagerly and stepped out of the last drenched piece of clothing that had been covering her.
Eva now found herself on her knees in front of the goddess that was her wife, on an eye level with her crotch and the mere scent she emitted made her lose every last piece of sanity. She licked her lips in wild anticipation, imagining how it would be to taste the other woman, to run her tongue through the delicious folds until she was writhing in pleasure against her. Her eyes lifted to take in the panting form of the woman that could now only be described as a hot mess aching for her sweet release, clinging to the kitchen counter to stabilize herself in consideration for her own treacherous legs.
“Darling...Eva...Please.”
That was all the encouragement Eva needed.
Nudging Alyssa's legs to spread apart for her she took a last good look before diving in. Her tongue was relentless, unyielding. Every inch of the woman's drenched folds was explored, her tongue occasionally straying to tease her most sensitive spot before wandering again. Each lick became firmer than the last, nibbling and savoring the delicious flesh to offer her the sweet sensations she had been waiting for.
Every little gasp and moan she managed to draw from Alyssa only urged her on in her quest to pleasure her lovely wife.
She ran her tongue up and down the slit in different patterns, having learned how to drive the other woman crazy. Every time she hit an especially tender spot she felt long fingers clench and yank on her hair. Eva was taking her sweet time in teasing until she was confident that she couldn't take it anymore.
"Darling, I'm-... Oh-..."
She practically melted under the sensual ministrations. Her flexible body slowly eased into a wider stance as her knees grew weaker and weaker. Another sensitive flick of the tongue had her body tense up, her hand now again joining the other one in grabbing the counter firmly and she heavily leaned into her elbows. With Alyssa weight now shifting away from her legs Eva wasted no time in taking advantage of the situation. She guided one of the trembling limbs onto her own shoulder and thus gained a better angle to continue the heavenly torture.
Eva now started to focus on the sensitive bundle of nerves fully, taking it between her lips and sucking on it attentively. The stimulus was too much and the body in front of her suddenly went rigid, her back arching sharply to bring her hips even closer to her wife who fought hard to press back. Alyssa gasped and Eva's efforts never once dwindled, keeping up the sucking motions as her lips helped her through the climax, eating her out eagerly and getting totally lost in that scent that had filled her whole being.
Only when she felt the gentle hand return to her temple she dared let go. Her face was guided backwards and tilted up just so that she could meet the dreamy expression in her wife's eyes again. She looked clearly out of breath, satisfied, fulfilled.
Eva stood and their arms found their way around each other again. She pulled the nude panting body close while she allowed her to catch her breath again, peppering her face with kisses before their lips could lock anew.
Alyssa sighed in contentment but hadn't lost her sense of smugness yet. “Magnificent, as usual. You must have been eager for breakfast.”
At that remark bashfulness suddenly returned to Eva. Before the sense of embarrassment could overcome her she tried to divert the innuendo. “Breakfast sounds good. I heard there would be coffee as well.”
“Oh, absolutely, and croissants and jam.” Alyssa replied, leading her wife over to sit by the kitchen table, as if totally oblivious to her still very nude state and to what just had happened between them.
“Sit. I’ll get your coffee. And after breakfast, my love,”
Alyssa turned away to retrieve their coffee mugs.
“You shall be the next serving.”
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