Author's Note:
These scenes are from a full length novel I'm currently writing. Any feedback is welcome. I have shortened the scene to only include the steamier bits, and I may have missed editing out some things, so I apologize if there's extraneous details that seem out of place.
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Evie came home from an evening at the theater to find Emily in her chamber. Wasting no time, Evie closed and locked the door, then crossed the room to kiss Emily's lips, "We are entirely too dressed, darling."
The two women stood, and Emily undressed Evie, then Evie turned to undress Emily. Evie guided Emily back on to the fainting couch and sat her down. She straddled Emily's lap, and the two continued kissing. Emily ran her hands along Evie's outer thighs, reaching around to grasp her plump bottom and pull her closer.
They pulled apart, and Emily's hands and went straight for Evie's breasts. Evie threw her head back and moaned, while continuing to grind against Emily's lap. The friction between the two of them wasn't enough, though. Evie want so much more of Emily.
Evie crawled her way down to the floor, her lips making their way down Emily's neck, down her chest, to the spot between her breasts. Evie kissed one, and then the other, and held them in her hands. She admired the way they fit her hands, like they were made just her size. She tongued the hardening nipples, then continued gently rolling them between her fingers. She continued kissing her way down. She took one hand from Emily's nipple and brought it to her own. Evie smiled up at Emily, and Emily smiled back as she leaned forward to kiss Evie. Emily reached out and teased Evie's other nipple.
"Lean back, and scoot forward, darling," Evie whispered. Emily cupped Evie's face for one more kiss, then obeyed with a smile. Evie smiled even bigger as she spread Emily's legs further apart. She gently ran her fingers through Emily's thatch and found the source of her wetness. She gently rubbed up and down the slit, feeling the wetness growing. Once her fingers were coated, she moved them to the top and rubbed Emily's sensitive button, circling around it.
"Oh, Evie, don't stop...This feels so good!"
"Of course not. In fact, I'm going to make sure it feels even better!" Evie declared. She continued massaging the sensitive nub, enjoying the feeling of it hardening, as well as the look of ecstasy on Emily's face. Evie moved her fingers down. "I want you so much. All of you. You are so beautiful, Emily."