Decided not to do this one in first point of view; it kinda takes the beauty away from the story, especially since I like to write all that detailed stuff.
The delicate red flush of her lover's cheeks stirred a deep, primal instinct in Selena that pooled down into her stomach and wet her smooth thighs. Her lover breathed her name through the showers of kisses raining down upon her still clothed body.
Selena.
Demi. She replied, her lust adding a raspy edge to her voice.
Selena began to busy herself with the flat expanse of the other girl's stomach and the tan column of her neck when Demi stopped her with hands growing sweaty and eyes clouded with want.
Couch. She said, because she doubted their abilities to climb up the winding staircase. Selena nodded. With a lopsided grin, she wrapped her lover's arms about her neck and slipped a slender arm under the crooks of her knees, lifting her with surprising strength. They kissed all the way to the couch in the living room, and the contact of lip and skin was electrifying to the both of them. They fell upon the piece of furniture in a tangle of arms and legs struggling to be everywhere at once. Clothing rustled, then was tossed without care to an unseen corner.
Selena took a moment to breathe back in the air that she had lost in their rush, openly admiring the body beneath her.
Her legs and arms were taut with muscle, but not unattractively so. Her stomach was nearly washboard flat, and the outlines of Demi's abdominal muscles were something Selena would have died for, if her hands weren't already on it. Selena spent extra time on the swell of her lover's chest with both teeth and hands, teasing the dusty brown nubs into twin peaks.
Have I ever told you how beautiful you are? Selena said with wistfulness.
Yeah, you have, but this is the first time naked. The younger smiled.
I've seen you naked before Selena protested.
It doesn't count when I was undressed by a wave, and I wasn't even facing you. Demi flushed a light shade of red at the memory. She'd been in her bikini on the beach with Selena and Jennifer on the shore while she stood in the water, back to the two girls. A particularly strong wave had ripped the top half of her outfit off, and just when she had been retying it the ocean decided two times was the charm and swept off her bottoms. The 'Hey, Demi, nice ass!' from Jennifer. Speaking of Jennifer
"Did you and Jennifer ever do anything together?" The question came out slightly harsher than she meant to, but it couldn't be helped. Caught off guard, Selena halted, hands hovering over the place where Demi's thighs met.
"Besides acting together on set?"
"Yes."
"Nothing."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
The cold air on her most private place meant emptiness to Demi, and that wasn't she wanted. She curled her fingers around the other girl's wrist, pulling her fingers into her. The constricting warmth was heaven to Selena and the feeling of being filled was the same to Demi.
"God, I love you."
It didn't matter which one of them said it, because they both knew it was the truth.