Suddenly something flashes through her, she grabs the back of my head, pulling my lips in to hers. She kisses me. A ravenous, passionate kiss, as if she wants to devour me. I respond with a similar greed, my hands on her back, pulling her entire body up against mine. Her hands are everywhere. She can't decide where to rest them. It's as if she wants to touch every part of my body all at once.
I know how she feels.
Through some miracle of self-control I pull away from her. Her eyes remain closed, but she begins to pout.
Before she can groan in complaint I run my lips down her neck and chest, planting tiny kisses on her silky skin as I go.
I run my tongue over her breasts one at a time, biting her nipples and playing with them between my teeth until they become hard.
I kiss her stomach. Every inch of her flat, smooth stomach. Working my way lower and lower down.
She throws her head back in pleasure and I gently ease her back down to the bed. Then I continue to kiss her stomach.
While my lips and tongue work on her belly, my fingers are stroking the tops of her legs. The very tips of my fingers trace straight lines up and down her thighs, from just above her knees to the very tops of her legs. I start this motion on the outsides of her legs, as far to the back as the bed below her will allow, but I slowly, teasingly make my way around them towards the inside of her thighs.
My tongue reaches its intended destination first. I bite and tease her clit until my fingers catch up. I continue sucking her clit as my fingers explore her entrance.
"Oh�my�god!" She murmurs through her erratic, heavy breathing.
My eyes glance upwards to see the look of pure pleasure on her face.
Suddenly, without warning, I thrust two fingers deep into her. She gasps and calls my name softly.
I need to see her. I need to look at her properly.
I lift my head slowly, placing a kiss just above her clit before drawing myself into a kneeling position between her legs.
My fingers move sharply, definitely in and out of her.
Harder.
Faster.
Her hips push forward, sending my fingers deeper and deeper inside of her.
She's panting. Moaning. Almost screaming. Lost in complete ecstasy.
As she reaches climax she screams my name
"TARA!"
Her come covers my fingers. I remove them from her slowly, then lick them clean.
I lay down where I am and rest my chin on her stomach, gazing up at her as she regains the ability to breath.
She looks down at me and beams. Then she holds out her arms for a hug. I move up into her warm embrace.
"That was incredible. Thank you, Tara." Her voice is full of a love that I can't even begin to conceive of.
"I love you Willow Rosenberg!" I proclaim with all my heart.
We lay there in each other's arms.
Contented. Happy.
Belonging to one another.
