Wearing only her panties, Lovey became overwhelmed with tactile sensations. Her bare breasts against Royal’s, her naked thighs brushed against the rough fabric of Royal’s trousers.
Royal moved them toward the iron frame bed without breaking the kiss. Lovey slid into a seated position on the edge of the bed once she felt it hit the back of her knees. Royal took a step back to remove her boots and pants. She wore boys’ loose-style shorts under her pants. And somehow, Lovey thought, Royal made the simple boxy undergarment look incredibly sexy.
Royal moved close to Lovey, standing between her legs as she sat on the edge of the bed. They stayed that way for an extended moment as if Royal were giving her space to either stop what they were doing or make the next move.
Unsure of what to do or say, Lovey let her intuition and desire guide her. She pulled Royal’s firm stomach toward her mouth and began kissing her there. Emboldened, she slipped her fingers under the waistband of the shorts and pushed them slowly over Royal’s slim hips. Now she was at a loss as to what to do next. She looked up at Royal with questions in her eyes.
Royal smiled at her, then bent to capture Lovey’s mouth. She eased her back farther onto the bed and settled down next to her. She pulled a light sheet up over them so that Lovey wouldn’t feel so exposed. As she lay beside Lovey, propped up on her elbow, Royal again traced the contours of her neck and shoulders, smiling and every now and then placing soft kisses on Lovey’s lips.
“Is this okay?” Royal worried she’d taken things too far.
“Yes.”
“Can we get rid of these?” She slipped her fingers under the waistband of Lovey’s panties. Lovey nodded her assent.
Once the last bit of clothing that separated them was gone, Royal rolled on top of Lovey, pushing one thigh between her legs. She began kissing Lovey softly on the cheek, on her forehead, on her mouth.
“You feel incredible,” Royal said. She slid down and took Lovey’s tender breast in her mouth.
“So do you.” Lovey whispered the words against Royal’s ear.
Royal’s senses were on fire. She had some vague notion that she should hold back a little with Lovey. She’d been down this road with straight women before, and things always ended with heartache for her, but this felt different somehow, and so she ignored her fears. She was, after all, catastrophically optimistic.
Lovey was so beautiful. Her skin like pliant porcelain, perfect, smooth, responsive. Royal moved her hand down and across the slight curve of Lovey’s stomach to the place between her legs. She watched Lovey’s face intently for some signal that she should stop, but Lovey only pulled her down into a fierce kiss, raising her hips to meet Royal’s rhythmic caress.
Lovey thought she might pass out from the sheer pleasure of Royal’s touch. Her strong fingers stroked and circled, building pressure deep in her core until she felt Royal push inside. She gasped at the sensation, her mouth open against Royal’s neck.
Royal kissed her forehead and moved down the length of her body, feathering kisses along the way, all the while slowly thrusting in and out. Lovey felt the climax building with force. She reached over her head to grasp the wrought iron spokes of the headboard in both hands as she felt Royal’s mouth in addition to her fingers between her legs. Royal slipped her shoulder under Lovey’s thigh and began stroking Lovey with her tongue as she continued teasing thrusts with her fingers.
Lovey was coming undone. She rocked against Royal’s mouth and let go of the headboard with one hand so that she could fist Royal’s hair.
“Oh, God, Royal, don’t stop. Don’t stop. Oh…” She cried out as she writhed underneath Royal, the orgasm ripping through her body like a lightning strike. She pulled Royal up and desperately kissed her, holding her tightly against her shuddering body.
Had she ever had an orgasm before? Now she wasn’t sure. She’d definitely never felt anything as intense as this. Royal’s hair was damp as she moved it away from her forehead and kissed her. She pushed Royal over onto her back and settled on top of her. She rested her head in the center of Royal’s chest, listening to Royal’s rapid heartbeat. Lovey smiled at the comforting sensation.
Still aroused, Lovey began to kiss Royal’s torso and then moved up to her neck, the tender spot under her ear, before capturing her lips in a languorous kiss. She felt Royal’s hands drift to cover her ass, pulling Lovey tightly against her midsection.
Lovey propped herself up on an elbow so that she could run her fingertips over Royal’s warm mouth. As her fingers made a second sweep across her lips, Royal sucked two fingers inside. The sensation of having her fingers in Royal’s mouth sent an electric jolt straight to her core. She felt she understood Royal’s message.
Lovey slowly trailed her damp fingers down the center of Royal’s body until she could reach between them and stroke Royal’s sex.
“Lovey…” Royal’s eyes closed as she moved against Lovey’s hand. She flipped Lovey over onto her back, straddling Lovey’s thigh. Lovey started to move her hand, but Royal covered her hand, holding it in place. “Don’t stop,” Royal said.
Lovey pushed inside Royal as she moved against her
