Emma felt her whole body go tense as the bathroom door slowly opened to let some trapped steam escape into the room with her. She saw Shalimar, wearing blue jeans shorts and a black tank top that clung to her body perfectly, emerge from inside. She only hoped that she could appeal irresistible enough to the feral.
Shalimar stepped from the bathroom and continued to dry her long blonde hair as she entered the bedroom. After a few steps over to her dresser she paused and looked up. Shalimar smelt the incense in the air from the candles and looked over to Emma as she picked up a very intriguing scent from the psionic. Emma smiled as Shalimar looked at her from across the room.
Shalimar couldn't believe her eyes as she starred helplessly at the basking beauty before her. She slowly made her way to the end of the bed never once removing her gaze from the woman. She never felt so drawn to anyone in her whole life. She wanted to reach out and hold the psionic but couldn't find the strength to move a muscle. She knew she should say something but her tongue didn't seem to want to work with her brain to allow for her to speak. She wondered how long she'd been starring at the psionic but couldn't seem to bring her gaze to anywhere but her. She looked Emma up and down, feeling nearly blinded by her beauty. She thought she heard herself mutter a "Wow," but wasn't entirely sure if she'd said it or not. Shalimar took a mental picture of Emma this way so she could always be able to see her.
Emma was pleased as she studied the feral who was watching her. She felt her reactions were just perfect and felt urged to continue her plans further.
"So what do you think, Shal, you like it?" she asked the stunned feral before her.
Shalimar didn't even flinch at the question and Emma wasn't even sure she'd heard her.
"Shal. Shal. Shalimar!"
"Huh?" Shalimar twitched and questioned as Emma's words snapped her briefly back into reality. "Oh, sorry, I was just sweating into my eyes."
Emma smiled and felt pleased that Shalimar liked the display she was providing. She slowly stepped over to the edge of the bed.
"I made us some breakfast," she began as she gestured to the snacks and cider on the bed, "I know it's not great but I didn't have time to make anything proper."
"It's perfect." Shalimar smiled as she looked from the bed back to the striking Emma before her. "You're perfect." Shalimar wondered how long she could hold out with Emma so close to her acting the way she was. She knew if she got any closer she might not be able to control herself.
Emma slowly sat down on the bed and Shalimar did the same. Emma reached over to the nightstand to remove the glasses and handed one to Shalimar. She opened the cider bottle and poured them both a glass and placed the bottle behind her on the nightstand. She held out her arm and hoped Shalimar understood her gesture to lock arms with her own. She smiled as Shalimar obliged and felt her skin sliding across her own to intertwine them.
After they slowly sipped their cider they placed their glasses down on the desk nearest them. Emma questioned herself as to whether or not she should initiate more but saw the grin on Shalimar's face and decided she'd made her point and Shalimar could continue further if she wished.
She watched as Shalimar stood to her feet, never taking her eyes off her. She reached to the plate and removed it to place it on the desk behind her. She extended her hand out to Emma and Emma took it within her own. Shalimar gently pulled her into her arms and wrapped her hands around Emma's bare hips to pull her closer then they'd ever been before. She smiled and looked into the psionic's eyes seeing her own love, need, and want reflected there in the crystal blue. Emma brought her hands up to rest on Shalimar's shoulders and smiled back at the feral. Her head was spinning and she had to question herself if what was happening was even real as it seemed far too good to be so.
She placed her head softly on Shalimar's shoulder and felt the feral grip her closer. She felt Shalimar's hands moving up and down her body gently form hip to breast. She trembled at the perfect touch of the feral. Shalimar rubbed her gently, with love and care, taking her time to memorize every inch of the psionic's body. Emma felt herself weaker with every slight touch Shalimar delivered to her skin.
Shalimar flattened her hands so she could take in more of the psionic as she ran them farther up and down her body. She rubbed her things slowly and brought her hands up to cup her perfect breasts. Emma trembled as Shalimar's hands sent shivers all through her body into her intimate places. Shalimar placed her open palm on Emma's sides as each of her fingers rolled over Emma's rib bones one by one as if she was playing her like a fine instrument.
Emma's body begged for more and she felt a slight panic as Shalimar backed up slightly. Emma lifted her head to look the feral in the eyes. Shalimar smiled and cupped her face with her hand as she brought their lips together for a kiss. Shalimar was shocked at how in control she was able to remain at kissing the psionic. She pulled them closer so she could kiss her deeper, running her tongue over every inch of her mouth as she tasted the beautiful psionic. She felt her heart sigh in relief that she was finally giving it what it wanted.
When their kiss was finally over it took them both a second to pull themselves back into reality as the swimming in their heads had over taken them. Shalimar held Emma's sides closely as she gently stepped forward and encouraged Emma to take a step back. She slowly dipped her down to the bed and placed her on the sheets beaneath. Emma smiled and wrapped her arms around the feral's neck not wanting to let her go too far away. She pulled the feral down on top of her and met her lips with her own again. She never could have imagined all the sensations kissing her would provide.
Emma's fingers played in the feral hair at the base of her neck. Shalimar shifted her head and a blonde waterfall fell into Emma's face as she began slowly kissing the psionic's jaw line from ear to mouth. When she reached her lips she paused and ran her tongue slowly over them, teasing them. She kissed her way to Emma's other ear and slowly began to nibble on the lobe. She slowly eased herself back and smiled at the psionic as their eyes met.
Shalimar lowered herself again and began kissing the psionic's neck and smiled as she felt her heart beat increasing with every contact she made. Emma felt every kiss Shalimar placed long after she'd done so and her whole face still burned with the residue her lips had left upon her. Shalimar slowly kissed her way down the length of Emma's perfect body, pausing to tease her every now and then. Shalimar placed a final kiss on the base of Emma's ankle and shifted herself to straddle Emma's thighs. She grinned as she looked at the black underwear blocking her path. She dipped her head to Emma's hips and her teeth began to slowly pull apart the ties that held her underwear in place. Shalimar smiled as she noticed her mouth's mission had been completed. She kissed her way across Emma's lower belly to the other side of her underwear and proceeded to give it the same treatment.
When the ties fell in defeat, Shalimar picked up the front of the underwear in her teeth and tossed it down to bedside floor. Emma arched herself upwards so Shalimar could remove the bottom piece and she tossed that aside as well. Shalimar smiled in triumph and let out a soft, sexy growl that turned Emma on even more. She reached up to Shalimar's sides and let her hands trail down to her shorts and tugged at the intrusive clothing. Shalimar unbuttoned her shorts and wiggled her way out of them and her underwear in one motion to toss them the way of Emma's. She reached down to pull her shirt over her head and threw it to the floor. She leaded forward once more to kiss her way across Emma's collar bone and down her chest. She brought her hand up to gently play with Emma's breast through her bra as she did so.
Emma reached up and wrapped her arms around Shalimar's back to undue the clasp of her bra. When she'd undone it, Shalimar lifted herself slightly without breaking her mouths' contact with the psionic, so she could remove the bra and push it aside. Shalimar gave the ties of Emma's bra the same treatment she'd given her underwear and let it hit the floor in defeat to join with her own.
Shalimar slowly sat back and tried to catch her breath. She'd never felt more excited in her entire life and still couldn't believe any of it was happening. She looked at the psionic lying beneath her and tried to take in the image of the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen laying naked and anxious for her touch. They starred at each other, letting their hands roam, as they took in the intense beauty of each other.
"I love you," Shalimar spoke softly as she kept her gaze with the psionic's inviting eyes.
"I love you, too," Emma returned with a smile.
Shalimar smiled and returned to Emma's arms to kiss her way across Emma's chest and breasts. She took her time, wanting to lavish every bit of her skin with her mouth. She loved the way the psionic smelled and tasted and her tongue tingled with every bit of her that crossed its path. She let her tongue roam across the perfect swells of Emma's breasts and paused to tease the hardened nipples at their center. Shalimar smiled at every sweet moan that escaped Emma's lips as she explored the secret parts of Emma's body.
Knowing she couldn't wait any longer, Shalimar kissed her way down Emma's stomach and Emma sighed as she felt the feral enter her. As they made love, Emma knew that this was what love was meant to be. She knew that nothing could ever be as perfect and the love she shared with the feral in her arms. Shalimar reached up to hold Emma's hand which dangles by her side. She slowly spread the psionic's fingers so they could interlock with her own.
When their perfect expression of the love they shared was over, Shalimar collapsed in Emma's awaiting arms and rested her head on her chest. Their heart beats slowly began to resume normal beating as they pounded against each other through their chests. They pulled at the sheets so they could cuddle up underneath them and drew each other closer. Shalimar sighed in content though she couldn't hold the psionic close enough to her. She reached for her hand and held it tightly and sensually. She smelled the scent of their combined sweat mixing into the air around them and felt the dampness of Emma's skin seeming to leak into her own pores. She smiled and turned her face up to lock eyes with the psionic.
"That was the best breakfast I've ever had," she said and kissed the sweet lips before her.
"Me too," Emma agreed and pulled her lover closer into her arms.