“Baby—” Whit started gently.

Staceys mouth moved over Whits lower abdomen.

“Mm-hmm …”

“Have you listened to the rain?  Isn’t it amazing?  Just listen to how peaceful that is.”

Blue eyes shifted from her wife’s stomach to the dreamy expression on Whit’s face as the Irish woman stared out the windows. The candlelight cast a warm glow to their surroundings.  Stacey listened to the falling rain with its soothing song. Her lashes suddenly felt heavy.  When a gentle hummed song drifted into her ears, she frowned just slightly. “No fair, Whit,” she yawned suddenly feeling the sleep she so desperately needed.

“I know what you are doing, Whit,” Stacey mumbled barely above a whisper. “I will not go to sleep alone.  Now, either you lay with me or… I’ll just think of other ways to tear you away from your book.”

Smiling beautifully, Whit closed her book. She nodded slowly, feeling her wife’s eyes upon her. Gently, she allowed the book to fall to the floor. She pulled back the sheets causing a smirk to touch Staceys lips. Her hazel eyes moved across Staceys body making it perfectly clear what she intended to do to this woman, whom she loved above all others.

A soft moan slipped past Staceys lips as she felt warm hands brushing against her inner thighs parting her legs in the hopes of admittance. She opened her legs feeling Whits mouth growing closer to her in its tormenting slowness. A kiss against her intimate lips so gentle that she scarcely believed it had actually taken place causing the tightening within her muscles.  

The hands which she always loved to feel upon her, massaged at her contracting thighs relieving their tension. She breathed deeply at the moment of contact between her innermost recesses. A warm hand pressing itself against the smooth skin of her stomach made her smile. She lovingly wrapped her legs around Whit while her wife rested her head on Staceys stomach.  Her fingers smoothed blonde hair, feeling the strands tickle her naked skin. A contented sigh left her lips. It was not long at all before she gave in to sleep… and dream.

When her blue eyes opened once again, she frowned as she tried to process within her sleep-filled mind what had happened. Her arm reached behind her, half-expecting to feel a pillow instead of her lover. She was pleasantly surprised by the body that pulled closer against her own.