Wild Fiction

A puffy white duvet covered the bed. Genevieve let her body sink into it. Rebecca kicked off her shoes and sat cross legged on the bed facing Genevieve. She picked up Genevieve’s hand and held it in hers.
‘Does that feel better?’ she asked.
‘Much, I suddenly don’t feel as tired anymore, just relaxed.’
Genevieve closed her eyes for a few moments before opening them again and smiling up at Rebecca. She picked up her free hand and curled her index finger beckoning Rebecca to lean forward. She did so and Genevieve put her hand behind Rebecca’s head, and pulled it down towards hers. Their lips touched, their eyes closed, and they kissed. Softly at first; dry lips getting used to a new feeling. Genevieve ran her tongue along Rebecca’s lips and then her own. Rebecca uncrossed her legs and moved her body on top of Genevieve’s. Their mouths and bodies melted together and for a while became one animal.
Rebecca pulled her head away with two small kisses. She supported herself on one elbow before lifting her other hand and tracing her fingers around Genevieve’s lips. Genevieve opened her mouth, pulled Rebecca’s finger in, and sucked on it. Rebecca giggled and leant forward and kissed her on the ear and ran her tongue lightly around the inner ear before pushing herself up again. Smiling, she pulled her finger out of Genevieve’s mouth, slid it over her chin, and down her neck to the first button on her blouse.
‘Don’t you think you’ll be more comfortable with this off?’ she asked twisting the button between her fingers and slipping it through the buttonhole.
‘Much,’ Genevieve replied her smile widening.
Rebecca undid the buttons on Genevieve’s blouse and pulled it open to expose her lacy white bra. Genevieve arched her back and Rebecca slid a hand to the fasteners and released the clips.
Genevieve’s hands disappeared under Rebecca’s shirt and tickled her bra-less back before pulling her shirt over her head. Rebecca dropped her head down onto Genevieve’s left breast and locked her lips around the erect nipple. Her tongue circled, prodded, and explored. She moistened her fingers in her mouth, played with the other nipple, and listened to Genevieve’s breathing become shorter and shorter. Genevieve let out a little moan as her body shivered and her fingernails dug into Rebecca’s back.
Rebecca pulled her head back in reflex to the pain. ‘Careful,’ she said.
‘I’m sorry,’ Genevieve said opening her eyes and breathing heavily.