Warm lines are left behind as her fingers trace lines on your arm. You can feel her smile when her cheeks move against your forehead as she teases you with her fingers. They shift from their path and move on to your abdomen. A moan rests under your throat and you resist to give in. She silently accepts your challenge and goes higher onto the tip of your bare mounds. A simple circle around the tip and you almost lose in your own game – even though you'd win one way or another. Her palm flattens over your mound and squeezed as her lips connected with your neck. You suck in a long breath and moan out as soon as her teeth sink into your warm flesh.
"Cos…" you whisper, the simple slow touches take over your senses, the teasing making you ready to beg if asked for.
"I win." Her warm breath tickles your ear neck and she nibbles on your earlobe. She places gentle kisses over your neck and shoulders before her face encompasses your vision and her being takes over your whole body. Her lips brush against yours and you hold her face in place, too afraid to lose the contact. Your thumb grazes her cheekbones and jawline as you share light kisses.
Your hand flattens under the back of her neck and you slide it down her spine before bringing it back up via the route of her waist. You land them on her mounds and roll the tips making her moan in return.
"We both know I am the real winner." You whisper to her giving her a smug smile. Her hand discreetly travels down your body and touches your sensitive bud making your breath hitch.
"And I love making you win." She whispers before going lower down your body, leaving warm wet kisses and making you moan as you can already feel the excitement pulse through your sensitive bud.
Your back arches off the bed as you feel her lips envelope your bud and her tongue sliding up and down your silky folds. She enters you with much gentleness before taking over a good pace. Incoherent mumbles leave your mouth as she slows down her pace right after building you up for the climax.
"Cosima…" you groan out and she nibbles on your nerve wreck bud before sucking hard on it and that's all you need to come crashing down. You entwine your fingers into her locks holding her in place as she helps you go higher and higher and also gently brings you back down.
You lift your head from the pillow and look down at her staring to you with her goofy victorious grin. Her nose to chin covered under a generous layer of your juices.
Her hands travel around your hips and hold your legs apart as her face sinks back down. Your head connects back to the pillow. Merde.