Autumn had never been the type of woman to watch a lover sleep. However, she had barely been able to take her eyes off of Quinn since they’d laid down in Quinn’s bed for the night. After some truly body bending sex, they’d gone back down to the party for a while. It had grown late, and Autumn had been getting ready to drive home when Quinn invited her to stay the night. Autumn had downplayed her reaction, but she’d been truly excited by the invitation.
Quinn had given her an old t-shirt to sleep in and a pair of comfy sweatpants. Quinn had accepted her into her space without any hesitation at all. Autumn rolled to her bed, but her eyes still slid back to Quinn. Quinn’s dark hair lay fanned out around her head. She rolled over and closed her eyes. It was far too soon to swoon over Quinn.
The next morning Autumn woke up to the sound of Quinn in the kitchen. The scent of something cooking filled Autumn’s nostrils and bid her to follow it. Quinn was in the kitchen obviously cooking something. Autumn caught sight of her, and breakfast dropped from her first priority to her last. Quinn wore nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a thong. Was she supposedto be able to make thoughts with Quinn’s amazing ass in her face? Quinn noticed her come in and took a break from breakfast to give her a kiss on the lips.
Now that Autumn knew exactly what Quinn looked like underneath that baggy t-shirt, that was all she could think about.
“What’s for breakfast?” Autumn asked. She had to at least try to maintain the facade of control.
“Whatever you want?” Quinn smiled.
A million teases ran through Autumn’s mind.
“What are you having?” Autumn tried again.
“I’m just having an omelet. I can fix you something better if you want.”
Autumn’s core tightened and she decided to lean into the sensation. After everything they’d done last night, she doubted there was much off the table. Autumn reached out and grabbed Quinn’s wrist. She pulled her gently towards her.
“And what if what I want for breakfast is you?” Autumn asked.
Quinn pulled away slightly, eyeing her.
“Autumn, cannibalism is a hard boundary for me,” Quinn quirked a smile to let Autumn know she was teasing.
The fluster she felt from the jab was enough. Autumn glanced over to make sure that Quinn’s omelet was safely off the stove. She pulled Quinn in and kissed her neck right below her ear.
“I think you’re omelet is going to get cold,” Autumn whispered.
“I have a microwave,” Quinn challenged. Autumn smiled at Quinn’s response, not much knocked the woman off her game.
She grabbed Quinn by the shoulders and directed her to sit on one of the bar stools by the kitchen island. Once Quinn sat, Autumn lowered herself to her knees. She was sure that she saw a shudder run through Quinn. Autumn parted Quinn’s thighs with her hands. She began kissing down Quinn’s thighs towards her feet. Autumn lifted Quinn’s foot to her mouth and put her big toe inside, giving it a suck. Quinn leaned back in the chair, though she was obviously taken off guard.
“Never had your toes sucked?” Autumn asked.
“It’s never come up,” Quinn laughed.
Autumn opened her mouth around Quinn’s smaller toes giving them light sucks and licks as well. Quinn leaned back farther.
“Are you a fan?” Autumn asked.
“New kink unlocked,” Quinn sighed. Autumn couldn’t resist the urge to chuckle.
Autumn began kissing her way back up Quinn’s thigh. She reached Quinn’s clit and halted. Her tongue flicked slowly against Quinn’s clit.
“Fuck,” Quinn whimpered.
Autumn pressed her tongue against Quinn’s clit and made a sweeping motion, side to side. Quinn cried out then practically melted into her chair as her orgasm hit her.
“You came so fast,” Autumn observed her tone a whisper.
Quinn hooked her finger beneath Autumn’s chin motioning for her to stand.
“It’s been a while. And I’m still just excited that you’re here.”
Autumn smiled at Quinn. She couldn’t help the way her heart melted a little at Quinn’s words. Quinn slid her hands over Autumn’s hands and placed them on the overhanging countertop.
“Hold on,” Quinn said grinning wickedly.
