"Your voice is so sexy," Willow whispered to her wife, leaning over her on the sofa as she sensually licked the blonde's lips, "You made me so wet when you were up on that stage."
Tara moaned at the words and bunched her the fabric of Willow's shirt in her hands. They'd left the bar soon after the Tara and Angel had serenaded their significant others and Willow had opened a bottle of wine when they'd gotten home. They'd settled in the living room to cuddle but it had only taken a few minutes before the soft kisses they had been sharing turned more heated and the wine had been swiftly forgotten.
"I'm still wet, baby," Willow continued throatily, "You're so gorgeous, I can't help it."
Willow's shirt was ripped over her head at that before Tara grabbed the back of her head, bringing their lips together steamily. The blonde's nimble fingers moved down to unsnap her wife's bra, pulling the fabric off between them and throwing it on the floor before her hands moved to cup the redhead's breasts.
"Mmmhhh," Willow moaned loudly at the contact before pulling back from the kiss and clutching at Tara's shirt, "Oh you need to be naked, Tara, right now."
The redhead sat back on her heels and pulled the blonde up with her, quickly divesting her of her shirt and bra, dropping her head to take one of her wife's breasts in her mouth as her hands worked on ridding them both of their pants and panties so they were both naked.
"Mmhh, Willow," Tara moaned as the smaller girl suckled on her breast, running her hands down her lover's bare back, "That feels so good."
Willow wrapped her lips around the blonde's nipple and bit down for a moment before releasing the taut bud and moving back up to kiss Tara's lips, hungrily. Their tongues duelled for a few moments before Willow pulled back and moved so she was sitting properly on the sofa, patting her thighs and looking at the blonde ardently.
"On my lap."
Tara grinned and moved her body so her knees were resting either of the redhead's thighs but Willow shook her head.
"Uh uh. Other way."
Tara raised an eyebrow but turned herself around so she was facing away from the smaller girl. Willow gripped the blonde's hips.
"Now sit on my lap."
"Like this?" Tara asked, sitting down fully on her wife's lap, glancing over her shoulder to meet Willow's gaze, "Is this how you want me?"
"Uh uh. Our own kinda reverse cowgirl," Willow grinned, spreading her legs, and Tara's in the process, since the blonde was sitting atop her, "I wanna take you nice and deep. You comfy?"
"Oh yea," Tara replied, relaxing her back into Willow's front, "I'm not too heavy?"
"Don't be silly. You've been on top of me plenty of times."
Tara smiled, enjoying the feeling of the redhead touching against every part of her and moaned quietly when Willow's hands moved beneath their bodies and started running along her inner thighs.
"Mmhh, yea..."
Willow turned her head and started placing kisses along the blonde's neck as she let one hand move higher, lightly tapping her fingers against her lover's sensitive skin until they glided into the taller girl's wetness. Both women moaned at the feeling and Tara bucked her hips subconsciously, her head lolling back so the back of her neck was against Willow's shoulder, her eyes shut tight.
The redhead smiled as Tara's actions made her face come fully into view and watched her as she let her fingers start a light rubbing motion against her wife's clit.
"Ohhh...yea, Willow...so good..."
Willow continued to apply some light friction to her lover's hard nub for a couple of minutes as the blonde moaned continuously, getting louder and louder each time. The redhead's other hand had moved to cup Tara's breast, fondling her flesh greedily until the taller girl started bucking her hips again, on purpose this time. The smaller girl took the hint and stopped her rubbing motion, bringing her fingers down and entering her.
"Ughhh...Oh...Goddd..."
Tara gasped when she felt herself being entered, her hips moving instinctively against them as she strained her neck back even further against her wife's shoulder. Willow took the opportunity to resume kissing her lover's neck, thrusting as deeply inside the blonde as she could.
"You feel so good, baby," she whispered into Tara's ear, nibbling on her lobe, "Yea, so good. Letting me take you."
"Only you," Tara moaned before the redhead's fingers suddenly started hitting against her sweet spot, making her entire body and head jerk forwards, "Oh fuck!"
Willow watched and felt Tara bounce up and down on top of her, her ass hitting against the smaller girl's thighs on each downward thrust, turning the redhead on beyond belief. She removed her hand from her wife's breast and used it to brush the blonde's hair over her shoulder, giving Willow complete access to her bare back.
Willow watched her lover's back muscles ripple under her skin and saw a bead of sweat form at the back of her neck. She dropped her head, licking the droplet away and continuing licking up her spine and to her neck. Tara groaned loudly at the action, so the smaller girl repeated it, placing wet, open-mouthed kisses all over the blonde's shoulder when she reached there.
"Willow, Willow," Tara gasped as she felt white-hot pleasure begin to expand in her abdomen, "Will, I'm..."
Tara didn't get a chance to finish her sentence as the pleasure erupted within her, her hands going to grip the cushion of the sofa beneath them as a string of drawn-out moans fell from her lips. She collapsed back against Willow a moment later, her sweaty back connecting with the redhead's sweatier front, a huge grin plastered on her face.
"Wow."
"You liked that?" Willow asked with a smug smile, gently removing her fingers and resting them against the blonde's waist while her other hand massaged Tara's shoulder, "I did."
"Very much," Tara murmured, nestling her back further into her wife's front, "Where'd you think up this position?"
Tara had figured they'd made love every which way possible in their five years together but not the particular one they'd just experienced.
"I may have leafed through that copy of the Kama Sutra Anya got you for your birthday," Willow replied with a blush, "It was just sitting there so I had a peek. We've, uh...we've tried pretty much everything already. At least the ones that don't come with an 'only body contortionists need try' warning."
Tara let out a low laugh.
"I know. I looked through it, too. Not that I'm not completely and 100% satisfied with our sex life, I was just curious. Must've missed that one though. I'm glad you didn't."
Willow giggled and nuzzled into her wife's neck for a moment before turning the blonde's head and letting their lips meet gently. They kissed softly for a minute before Tara hooking Willow's legs up and manoeuvred them both so they were lying flat on the sofa, with her on top.
"You're so beautiful," Tara whispered as she took a moment to just stare down at her wife, "How're you so beautiful?"
"'Cause you make me that way," Willow replied softly, "I love you."
"Love you too," Tara responded as her lips began trailing down her lover's neck, "Always."
Willow just sighed softly and closed her eyes in response as Tara continued to kiss down her body. She felt the blonde kneel between her legs and a moment later, felt her wife's tongue sink into her, running along her lips.
"Mmhh, baby..."
Willow dropped one leg, placing her foot flat on the floor to give Tara more room and bucked her hips gently, wanting some deeper contact. She groaned when instead of that, she felt a complete loss of any type of contact.
"Nooo, Tara, I was enjoying that," she whined, opening her eyes in confusion, seeing the blonde kneeling between her legs, "Is there not enough room? If your neck is hurting we can go upstairs, but we need to go quickly baby 'cause I need you really badly."
"Here is fine," Tara replied, grabbing the redhead's other leg and hooking it over her shoulder, shamelessly moving her gaze down to stare at her wife's core, which was already glistening, "You weren't lying. You are wet."
Willow felt her breath quicken, both from being exposed so wantonly and from the way Tara was staring at her.
"Want your fingers, baby. Inside me."
Tara grinned and turned her head slightly, kissing Willow's ankle - which was resting on her shoulder – before quickly slipping two fingers inside the redhead.
"Oh god, yes!" Willow cried out as the blonde started pumping in and out of her, "Oh my...god, baby..."
Tara moved her hips behind her hand to give more power to her thrusts as she stroked the leg thrown over her. Her gaze went between looking at Willow's face, pleasure etched all over her, down to her heaving breasts and then further down as she watched her fingers inside her lover, the slick wet sounds of them moving in and out only adding to the overall wonderful sensation of making love to the redhead.
"Oh god, I...mmhh...I'm...ugh, uhhhh...oh fuck, so close..."
Willow threw her arms behind her, clutching onto the armrest of the sofa as she thrashed her head from side to side, Tara's fingers reaching as deep inside her as they could and curling against her spongy spot inside.
"Just a little more, baby, little more..."
She groaned when she felt a third finger slip inside her and gasped sharply when just a minute later a fresh burst of ecstasy rise within her and break throughout her entire body, her muscles tensing for several moments before she relaxed again completely, her arms leaving their grip on the armrest as she blindly held them out, hoping Tara would understand what she wanted.
Tara, of course, did and gently removed her fingers, placing Willow's leg back down flat on the sofa, then lay softly on top of her wife. She felt the redhead's arms cross on her back and kissed her tenderly. Willow responded as best she could, though was still hazy from her orgasm until they naturally pulled apart and Tara rested her head on the smaller girl's chest, listening to her heartbeat.
"Willow?" Tara's voice piped up after a few minutes of their cuddling.
"Yes, beautiful?" Willow asked sleepily, having almost lulled off in the quiet embrace.
"Remind me I need to sing to you more often."