Kiss Along the Hips
Brenda walked into the bedroom after she finished cleaning up downstairs. Sharon lifted her eyes from the file in her hand, a small smile forming on her lips before her eyes dropped back to what she was reading. Brenda crossed the room and got in the bed next to Sharon, resting on her knees as she looked at her.
Sharon lifted her gaze again, peering over the manila folder. Brenda gave her a dimpling smile and reached for the folder, trying to take it from her hands.
"You said no work in bed," Brenda reminded her.
Sharon didn't loosen her grip on the folder, tightening it instead. "Oh, so you remember that?" Brenda bit her lip, and Sharon smirked. "You didn't seem to remember this rule last week when you were in the middle of that big case."
Brenda was going to use some type of excuse to reason why that was different; instead, she let go of the folder and decided to let Sharon continue, groaning a little for effect. "Just hurry up, please," she said softly as she laid down, her head finding a comfortable place on Sharon's stomach.
Sharon smiled to herself, pushing her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. She used her free hand to slowly rake through Brenda's hair, hearing her coo almost instantly. It made Sharon's smile widen.
Brenda had her eyes close, her body relaxing quickly. After a long day, it was nice coming home to this; there had been dinner waiting for her, then a long bath with Sharon, followed by another glass of wine as she tidied up downstairs. All the stress from the week had been slowly leaving her body, and Sharon's fingertips against her scalp was releasing the last of it.
Brenda slipped her hand under Sharon's shirt and caressed the older woman's belly as a low hum slipped between her tightly clamped lips. She drew relaxing circles against Sharon's skin, making spirals along her side, moving down to her hip.
Sharon's breath hitched in her throat when Brenda's nail lightly scraped her hip. Brenda's finger paused at the sound, and Sharon stopped moving her fingers against Brenda's scalp. Brenda shifted, moving her head lower, her breath hitting Sharon's bare skin. When she felt soft, cool lips lightly pressing to her hip, the older woman inhaled sharply, looking down to Brenda.
Brenda smiled against Sharon's skin and kissed her hip again, nice and slow. She could feel her shiver before Sharon started raking her fingers through Brenda's blonde hair again. Brenda hummed and continued dropping kisses against Sharon's hip, slowly making her way to the other side, gently nipping at her belly on her way.
Sharon bit back a moan, the words on her paper blurring as Brenda's lips continued to glide against her body. Brenda's hand caressed her bare thigh and Sharon dropped the file against her chest, squirming under Brenda's touch. She could almost feel Brenda smirk before she teasingly dragged her tongue over the waistband of the black panties she was wearing.
Sharon closed the file and put it on the nightstand, her glasses joining it before she pulled gently on Brenda's hair, making her turn to her. Sharon licked her lips and then mouthed: "Come here," smiling before their lips connected in a slow, passionate kiss that led to a slow, long night of lovemaking. Work could wait until the next day.