Her eyes swept slowly over Lauren’s body, running in slow circuits from her closed eyes, past her smiling lips and down overher shoulder, along the long, gentle curve of her back to the sheet that blocked the rest of what she wanted to see from her view, and then back again. Up and down, tracing and re-tracing those same curves, committing every detail to memory. Her body throbbed with the need to feel Lauren again, to touch that soft skin with her fingers, and to taste it against lips. After a few minutes of such longing perusal, her fingers reached for Lauren without her conscious approval, daring to lightly trace the gentle curve of her shoulder.
Her heart skipped a beat when Lauren hummed quietly at the touch, and she leaned in to press a gentle kiss to the soft swell of muscle she had just been caressing. She lingered in the kiss, her tongue peeking out to graze over skin that tasted like sweat and sex, and her eyes fluttered closed as she moved her lips a few centimeters to the right and kissed her again. And again.
And again.
She shifted, balancing her weight on her left elbow as she reached over Lauren to brace her right hand on the redhead’s other side, and ghosted her lips around the edge of a shoulder blade. She held herself above Lauren as she feathered kisses across the span of her upper back. Lauren shifted beneath her, spreading her legs wider, her sleeping body unconsciously reacting to Grey’s soft, barely-there kisses. Grey smiled and carefully maneuvered herself between Lauren’s legs, shoving the sheet that had been covering them down to their feet as she began laying an unhurried line of kisses down Lauren’s spine. Her goal was not to awaken, or even to arouse, she just selfishly wanted this moment to enjoy the feeling of happiness that filled her.
Lauren stirred as she reached the curve of her lower back, the most adorable little mewl escaping her as she gave a small stretch, and Grey smiled as she dragged her lips lower so that she was able to lick the dimples above Lauren’s ass. “Good morning.”
Lauren smiled at the feeling of Grey’s breath against her skin and relaxed into the mattress. “Morning,” she replied sleepily.
“Is this okay?” Grey whispered, laying another lingering kiss to the soft skin in front of her.
“Mmm. Yeah,” Lauren hummed, her eyes drifting shut when Grey moved lower, warm lips and a hot tongue grazing over her ass. She drifted along the line between sleep and true wakefulness as Grey’s mouth moved slowly over her backside, enjoying the tender press of Grey’s lips against her skin. Every kiss was both relaxing and arousing, and Lauren sighed when Grey’s tongue painted a languid stripe over the line where ass and thigh met to flutter for the briefest of moments between her legs. She rolled her right leg out wider, her hips canting up off the bed in a quiet plea for more, and moaned when Grey’s tongue swept deliberately over her clit and up through the length of her.
Grey looked up toward Lauren’s face as she dragged her tongue through damp folds one more time before she finished the lick with a wet kiss to Lauren’s left cheek. She smiled at the way the muscle flexed beneath her lips, and captured it playfully between her teeth. “You’re not falling asleep on me up there, are you?” she teased, her voice light as she took the pinked skin she had just bitten into her mouth and sucked hard enough to leave a mark.
“Totally,” Lauren drawled, smirking as she picked her head up and looked over her shoulder at Grey. There was a softness in Grey’s eyes that made her heart swoop up into her throat, a hint of something far more serious than the casual nature of their relationship warranted, but she forced those thoughts aside as she watched Grey crawl back up over her, the brunette’s tongue drawing a thin line up her side. The feeling of Grey’s breasts dragging over her skin sent pleasant shivers rolling through her, and she groaned when Grey’s lips finally reached her own. Thekiss was as achingly gentle and unhurried, and Lauren sighed when it eventually broke. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Grey murmured, dropping her mouth to Lauren’s shoulder as she ran her right hand down the redhead’s side and slipped it between her and the bed. She nipped at the skin beneath her lips as she eased her hand lower to rub a lazy circle over Lauren’s clit. “Okay?”
“Fucking perfect,” Lauren sighed, lifting her ass up into Grey and giving the hand between her legs a little more room. Her eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of Grey’s fingers dipping lower and then sliding wetly over her, and a low moan rumbled in her throat when Grey’s body curved around her own, hips pushing into her ass as full breasts pressed against her back.
The flexing of Lauren’s fingers against the sheet drew Grey’s attention, and she covered Lauren’s left hand with her own. She kissed Lauren as she threaded their fingers together, the simple hold and the feeling of their bodies fitted together ratcheting up the unexpected intimacy of the moment as Grey’s continued to rub lazy circles over swollen nerves.
They rocked together at an easy pace, their joined hands pressing into the sheets, fingers curling together and then relaxing as they traded wet, languid kisses, both of them more than content to let things build slowly. To bask in the softness of each touch, and to revel in the feeling of warm, smooth skin.
Lauren turned her head into the pillow and groaned when she felt her orgasm begin to crest, and she cried out softly as it crashed gently over her. It was as close to perfection as it was possible for the moment to be, and she let out a shuddering breath when she collapsed to the bed.
The smile tugging at Lauren’s lips told Grey everything she needed to know as she draped herself over Lauren’s back, and she grinned as she pressed a lingering kiss to Lauren’s cheek. “Good morning,” she murmured playfully.
“I’ll say.” Lauren tried to roll over, and laughed when Grey refused to budge, somehow managing to become even more of a dead weight against her back. “Are you not going to let me return the favor?”
Grey shrugged and buried her face in Lauren’s hair. “Dunno.” She thrust her hips into Lauren’s ass and added, “I’m comfy.”
“You’re adorable,” Lauren countered, squeezing the fingers that were still interlaced with her own. She laughed at the playful raspberry Grey blew at her, and sighed when her eyes landed on the alarm clock nestled into one of the alcoves just above her head. She was going to have to get up soon to start breakfast.
“What was that sigh for?” Grey asked, sweeping Lauren’s hair aside to suck on her earlobe.
“It’s getting late,” Lauren said, her voice tinged with annoyed acceptance. No matter how much she would rather spend the day in bed, there were three loud little boys who would be expecting food soon.
Grey cracked an eye open to look at the glowing orange numbers on her alarm clock, and groaned as she snuggled into Lauren. “Can’t they just have cereal or something today?”
“I wish.” Lauren rocked her butt up into Grey. “Let me roll over.”
“Fine,” Grey grumbled dramatically, like doing so was an incredible inconvenience, and pushed herself up enough to allow Lauren to turn onto her back. The maneuver ended with her straddling Lauren’s hips, and she waggled her eyebrows suggestively as she leaned in and kissed her.
Lauren wrapped her left hand around the back of Grey’s neck, holding her close as she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss. She slipped her right hand down between Grey’s legs, and rested the back of her wrist against her stomach as she stroked through the length of her. Lauren smiled at the way Grey moanedand curled into her, hips pressing down as her back arched up in pleasure. “What would you like?”
Grey leaned her forehead against Lauren’s as she ground herself against the redhead’s hand. “I just want you to touch me.”
“I can do that,” Lauren murmured. She cupped Grey more fully, pressing her middle finger between swollen lips, and began rubbing her in a languorous massage. “Good?”
“Amazing,” Grey breathed, dropping to her forearms.
Lauren smiled and lifted her chin to capture Grey’s lips in a deep, lazy kiss as the brunette began rocking against her. Time seemed to stand still as they moved, breaths cascading in synchronized waves over parted lips as they moved to a rhythm that was all their own.
It was, Lauren thought as Grey’s hips bucked harder against her hand, almost frightening how well they fit together, how in tune she was to what Grey needed. She rubbed harder, pressing the heel of her palm against Grey’s clit as she eased two fingers inside her, moving in quick, shallow thrusts that she knew would bring her crashing over the edge.
