The warm tip of her wife’s tongue circling her nipple caused a gentle purring to escape from deep within Staceys throat. She brushed her fingers through blonde hair pulling her wife’s mouth closer to her breast. The hands slipping beneath her felt so nice. Their splayed fingers rested against her shoulder blades pulling her chest greedily toward a hungry mouth. Her legs parted with Whit’s subtle insistence.  She bent her legs at the knees, bringing them up along her lover’s hips, where they formed an odd sort of tent over Whit’s lower half.

Whit released the nipple captured so lovingly within her mouth. She kissed along the underside of her wife’s breast, smiling as Stacey reacted to the feel of her tongue sliding over that sensitive and often forgotten part of the breast. Moving her attention to the center between those cherished breast, she kissed a lengthy line up and down the breast bone. Her lips returned to the path of ascent. Then her tongue slid up the length of her wife’s neck, where it curled after reaching her ear. She playfully bit earlobe then took possession of her wifes lips.

A moan mingled beautifully with her own. She whispered her wife’s name against those sweet lips while Stacey ground her hips so wonderfully against her own. Her mouth followed the same path that it had taken to get to those luscious lips then lowered to Staceys abdomen.

Stacey gasped with a slight jerk. Her hands tightened their hold of Whit’s head, silently insisting and eagerly encouraging her lover to devour her entire body, itself, if she liked.

“Or here?” Stacey heard while her wife disappeared beneath the sheets.

One hand trailed with torturous slowness down her stomach, but Staceys attention was centered more on the hand kneading skillfully at her right breast. Just as it seemed that the touch might last forever, it stopped.  She gripped tightly to a delicate wrist.

Her head turned to nuzzle into the soft pillow while her eyes closed. She relished the thumb manipulating her erect nipple. Her breathing began to hasten just a bit, feeling that the simple act of breathing difficult as she felt her wifes tongue licking her belly button.