Women Seeking Women #74

She pulls the blonde against her, silk on silk, mouths already open when they meet. Their lips slide together slow at first, then deeper, tongues meeting with a wet sound that hangs in the air. The brunette’s hands stay at the small of the blonde’s back, tracing the line where lace meets skin. Every touch draws a breathy little gasp from the younger woman. She pushes the straps off her own shoulders and lets the nightdress fall, leaving her breasts bare and warm under the other woman’s palms. They kiss again, harder now. The brunette’s thumb drags across a nipple, slow and deliberate, until it tightens under her touch. She leans in, catches it between her lips, sucks until the blonde’s head tips back and her fingers knot in dark hair. The blonde’s hips shift forward, searching. Her thigh presses between the brunette’s legs and they both feel the heat there. Hands move lower, lace giving way, until there’s nothing left between them but skin. They sink onto the sheets together, mouths never parting for long, legs tangled, breaths quick. Fingers find wet heat. The blonde moans into the brunette’s mouth as two careful strokes part her lips and slip inside. She rocks against them, slow and greedy. The brunette answers with her own need, grinding down until their bodies find the same rhythm. Sweat shines along collarbones and the sheets catch every sound they make. They come almost together, the blonde first, shaking, then the brunette, burying the noise of it against the blonde’s throat.