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This is the chapter where the story really starts to earn its rating. If that's not your thing, skip the whole second half.
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Chapter 2
Emily cracked her neck as she sat on arm of the sofa, people watching, as she nursed a beer that had been given to her when she'd walked into the party about an hour ago. Everyone had to do a shot and a chaser at the door, then were handed a cup with a mystery drink in it. But most of the drinks turned out to be beer that tasted suspiciously what Emily imagined horse piss would taste like.
It was Around the World night, with each of the rooms in the frat house serving drinks from different countries around the world. Alison and Melanie, one of Emily's other pod mates, had gone off to Italy to try an Italian Sunset, something that sounded way too fruity for Emily's taste.
Dinner had been horrific on so many levels it was virtually epic. Emily wasn't as shy as Alison like to tease her about being, and she wasn't embarrassed that everyone knew what she and Alison had done in her room, just that they'd been overheard.
Alison didn't seem to mind the ribbing for most of the meal, letting Emily's friends tease the both of them until Emily was blushing so much, she was sure Alison feared she might pass out from all the blood rushing to her head. Finally Alison took pity on her and stepped in.
"Okay, girls," Ali warned in that tone that made most people wonder just how dark her dark side was. "Leave my mermaid alone. You're gonna totally psych her out of wanting to touch me again at all while I'm here. And trust me, if that happens, you're going to see a side of me that has made both grown men and women weep."
"I can totally see that," Diana said with a slight hint of awe in her voice.
After that, the teasing stopped, but Emily could see the affection in her pod mates' eyes, especially Kira. They were only teasing her because they loved her. And they were all quickly falling in love with Ali too. Not that Emily was surprised. Almost everyone who met Ali fell for her, especially now that she was finally showing the world the truly beautiful person Emily always knew she was, deep down inside.
Kira plopped down beside her, and gave her an awkward sitting hip check, and it almost made the both of them tumble off the arm. "Hey mermaid," Kira said as she grasped Emily's arm to keep them both from falling.
Emily shot Kira a look at her use of Alison's nickname for her.
"Why does Ali call you mermaid anyway?"
"Don't ask," Emily said, her tone indicating the subject was off limits.
Kira took the hint and she changed the subject. She looked at the cup on Emily's hand. "So, whatcha drinking?"
"I'm not." Emily put the cup down on the table beside the sofa. "It's that beer we got when we arrived. I don't even know why I was still holding it."
"Yeah. That stuff was nasty." Kira made a face. "Why haven't you tried any of the other drinks? France and Italy have some pretty good ones."
Emily shook her head. "I'm not really interested. I finally have a chance at competing on Tuesday. I'm not going to risk messing it up by drinking this weekend?"
Kira looked around. "Where's Ali?"
Emily pointed across the room to where Alison was standing at the bar in the corner, surrounded by four guys who were hanging on her every word.
Almost like she could hear her name pass Emily's lips, Alison looked over at that moment. She gave Emily the smile she reserved only for her, the one that had always made Emily weak in the knees. Emily smiled back softly. Alison motioned with her fingers, for Emily to come join her, but Emily just shook her head and declined. Alison pouted for a minute before she turned back to the guy talking to her.
To the untrained eye, it would look like Alison was enjoying the attention she was receiving from her male suitors. But to Emily, the person who knew Alison better than anyone on the planet, she could see Alison was bored and quickly losing her patience with guys who assumed she was interested in them because they were members of Kappa Sigma.
"She gets a lot of attention, doesn't she?"
"That's Ali."
"Too bad those guys don't know they're barking up the wrong tree."
"Not everything is as it seems." The words slipped out before Emily could stop them and she cringed internally. Out of the corner of her eye, Emily saw Kira raise an eyebrow.
"Hey, is everything alright between you two? Her coming out here this week was a good thing, right?"
Emily blinked in surprise. "Yeah, why would you ask that?"
"Just that really cryptic statement you just made and the fact that your girlfriend is over there flirting with those four frat guys instead of over here with you."
"She's not flirting with them."
"What do you call that?"
Emily smirked. "She's toying with them."
"And why is that different?"
"Because when she's done, she'll eviscerate them."
"Is that a euphemism for something kinky?"
Emily laughed. "No, but you see how she's standing." Emily pointed to Ali again. "You see how she's leaning more on her right leg than her left?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, that's her 'I'm going to take these guys down' body language."
"Alison has 'I'm going to take these guys down' body language?"
"Oh, yeah," Emily said. "Ali has body language for almost any situation."
"Why am I not surprised?" Kira rolled her eyes. "Seriously though," Kira said as she put her hand on Emily's arm. "What is she doing over there instead of over here with you?"
"She and Melanie went to go get some drink in Italy. I didn't feel like walking all the way upstairs again."
"For an athlete, you're kinda lazy."
Emily ignored Kira's friendly jab because lazy is the absolute last thing anyone would call Emily Fields. "Ali got rushed by those guys when she got the bottom of the stairs."
"So everything is okay, though, right? I didn't make a mistake helping her with her surprise, did I?"
"God, no." Emily turned her head to look at Kira. "I can't thank you enough. This was the most perfect thing you could have done for me. I was really missing her."
"I know."
"And everything is good with us, I promise. This," Emily gestured toward Alison and the guys around her. "This is nothing, trust me. It's just sometimes when I see her like that I momentarily forget that it really means nothing to her."
"What means nothing to her? Em, you're everything to her. Even I know that and I just met her."
"That's not what I mean." Emily hesitated before continuing. "You'll find out eventually because it isn't exactly a secret, but it's something we just don't talk about."
"What is?"
"Ali isn't gay."
Kira looked at Emily like she had three heads. "She sure was this afternoon when she was making you moan so loud we could hear you across the hall."
"Seriously, you guys couldn't really hear us, could you?" Emily asked, momentarily distracted.
"Yeah, we could, but in all honesty, it wasn't all the way across the hall. We had our ears pressed to the door."
"You did not?" Emily slapped Kira's arm as her mouth dropped open.
"Well, it was just me and Diana," Kira admitted unrepentantly. "Anyway, can we go back to what you just said, please? What do you mean Ali isn't gay?"
"She's bisexual."
Kira's head whipped to look at Alison again before looking back at Emily. "She likes guys too?"
Emily nodded.
"No fucking way," Kira drew the words out slowly.
Emily nodded again. "And like I said, I know that over there doesn't mean anything, it's just her being her. I trust her completely, but sometimes it's hard to know that it's not just girls I have to worry about."
"You don't have to worry about anything, Em. She's crazy about you," Kira said sincerely.
"I know," Emily said. And she did. She knew Alison loved her. Ali didn't say it as often as Emily did, but Alison always had a hard time verbalizing her feelings. That was one of her defense mechanisms, hiding behind sarcasm, not letting anyone get too close, not admitting her feelings or making herself vulnerable with anyone. Lest she risk getting hurt.
Emily was the only one Ali ever showed any vulnerability with. And Ali showed Emily every day how much she loved her, in every touch and every kiss and every action, including surprising Emily this week.
"I think I'm just feeling really overwhelmed that she's here, you know. I mean, I'm happy she's here. Beyond words kind of happy. But at the same time all I can think about is the fact that she has to leave in a week and just that thought makes it hard for me to breathe."
Kira rubbed Emily's arm.
"I ache for her every second I'm not with her. Is that crazy?"
"No, it's not crazy," Kira replied simply. "You love her."
"She's the love of my life."
Kira laid her head on Emily's shoulder and sighed. "I love it when you say stuff like that. It totally makes me want to be a lesbian."
Emily pushed Kira's head off her shoulder playfully. "Shut up."
"Okay, enough of this serious talk. We're at a frat party. We should be drinking and hooking up with strange guys. Well I should be drinking and hooking up with strange guys. You, on the other hand, should be over there staking your claim on that blonde bombshell before she, what was it you said, eviscerates those poor boys?"
"Something tells me they're not poor boys." Emily tilted her head as she pondered Kira's idea.
"And they'll find some other unsuspecting coed to pursue, I'm sure."
"If she leaves their balls intact," Emily snorted.
Kira laughed and nodded her agreement. "So, I'm going to sleep across the hall tonight with Sabrina since Margo isn't here."
"You don't have to do that, Kira," Emily said as she frowned. "Why are you going to do that?"
"Because you and Alison deserve some time alone. You haven't seen each other for months."
"Please don't do that just because Ali's here. It's your room too."
Kira waved her hand dismissively. "Don't sweat it, Em. I already put my stuff in their room. You guys just keep the noise level down."
"Now I feel bad."
"Don't be an idiot. I'm only doing it for one night. You'll have to deal with me tomorrow night. But you haven't seen her for months. I don't think this afternoon was enough 'reacquainting' for the two of you. And my poor, innocent little ears and eyes cannot be subjected to that."
"Did she ask you to do this?" Emily wondered.
"No," Kira replied honestly. "This is all me, being a great roommate. Don't worry, if I ever get a boyfriend who comes to visit me, I'll expect you to do the same."
Emily laughed. "Okay." Then she sobered. "Uh oh, I better get over there."
"What? Why?"Kira looked confused by Emily's abrupt subject change.
Emily stood. "Ali's tapping her fingernails on the bar now. She's dangerously close to going off on them. I don't want her to get us all kicked out of here."
"Oh, shit," Kira said as she also stood. "Go get your girl."
"Thanks for letting us have the room tonight."
"No worries. Enjoy yourselves."
Emily squeezed Kira's shoulder just before she walked away. She walked up beside Alison, reaching her hand out to rest it on Alison's back.
Alison whipped her head to look at Emily, her eyes blazing, but then they softened when she saw it was her and not frat boy number four taking liberties.
Emily could see Alison's eyes were a little glassy. While Emily didn't think Ali was drunk, she clearly had a little too much.
"Hey," Alison said as she grabbed Emily's hand and tugged her closer.
"Hi," Emily smiled. "You about ready to go?"
"Hey gorgeous," the guy to Alison's left said and Emily looked over at him.
"Hello," Emily replied. "But my name isn't gorgeous."
"Yeah, I know you. Your name is Emily, right?" Frat boy number two said.
"Yes."
"You're the lesbian from the swim team, right?"
Emily felt Alison bristle beside her. She rubbed her thumb soothingly over the back of Alison's hand. "There are several lesbians on the swim team, but yes I'm one of them."
Alison moved closer and tugged Emily's arm around her waist, leaning against her side.
"Damn," Frat boy number four piped in. "That's just not right, a hot chick like you being into girls."
"That was rude and uncalled for," Alison said, her voice acidic as she glared at him.
"Do you know our friend Alison here?" Frat boy number one asked Emily.
Alison's eyes flashed and Emily, rather than answer the question, just waited for the blow out.
"Well I should hope she knows me considering I made her come so hard this afternoon, half her dorm heard it," Ali spat and Emily choked out a surprised laugh as frat boy number four spit out his drink, hitting an unsuspecting girl walking by.
"Hey, thanks a lot asshole," the girl yelled before storming away.
Alison looked at Emily with wide eyes as she mouthed, "Oops."
Emily laughed softly and taking Kira's advice, gave in to temptation, so over all this nonsense. She leaned down and pressed her lips firmly to Alison's. She felt Alison sigh softly her mouth, and it almost tasted like relief.
Alison ignored the gaping guys around them and turned to face Emily. She gripped Emily's waist and pressed closer to her, pressing her fingers into Emily's lower back. Emily shoved her hands into Alison's hair, tilting her head back as she kissed the blonde breathless.
"Holy hell! That is one fucking hot sight to see."
When Emily broke the kiss, it took a minute for Alison's eyes to flutter open and focus.
"Does that answer your question of how well we know each other?" Emily asked as she shot the guys a challenging look.
Alison reached up and turned Emily's face back to her. "Take me back to your dorm, right the hell now, Em, or I'm gonna strip you naked right here in the middle of this room for all these jerks to see." Ali's breathless voice sent shivers through Emily's entire body.
"Night, boys," was all Emily said she grabbed Alison's hand and led the blonde out of the frat house.
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"Ali, stop it," Emily laughed breathlessly. "Let me just get in the room first."
Emily tried to slide the key to her room into the lock but Alison's hands were everywhere, the nimble little fingers of one hand fumbling with the button on Emily's pants and the other was up under her shirt, releasing the clasp of her bra from between her breasts. Alison's soft body was pressed against Emily's back and all Emily could feel were the hard tips of Alison's nipples pressing into her.
"I wish you hadn't taken a shower and washed your hair after dinner," Ali hummed softly as she pressed her nose into Emily's hair. "But I can still smell a faint hint of the chlorine."
Emily finally got the door open and the two girls stumbled through. Emily pulled away from Alison so they didn't both tumble to the floor. Alison pouted as Emily flipped on the overhead light.
"How, after all this time, did I not know about your obsession with chlorine and my hair?"
Ali smiled as she reached behind her back and fumbled with the zipper of her dress. "Em, if you knew about all the obsessions I have for you, it would probably scare you away."
Emily smiled. "That sounds intriguing. I might have to get you drunk sometime and get you to spill all your secrets."
"I'm already a little drunk but I don't keep any secrets from you anymore," Ali said, distracted, as she struggled to reach the zipper, wiggling in the spot where she stood. "At least not about anything that's important."
Emily raised an eyebrow in question but Alison was too busy fighting with the back of her dress to notice. Emily filed that statement away, with the intention of asking Alison, at a later time, what she meant by it. But tonight, there were more important things to focus on – like each other.
Emily tilted her head as she watched, amused as Alison grew more and more frustrated. Ali kicked off her shoes and looked up at Emily, frowning, before putting her hands on her hips. "Are you going to help me out of this dress or what?"
Emily stepped forward and cupped Ali's face in her hands. "What's the rush?" She leaned down and brushed her lips gently against Ali's. "We have all night."
Alison gripped Emily's sides, pulling her closer, her entire body shuddering. "I know," Ali breathed. "And I don't want to waste another second of it."
The two girls stood there, their lips barely touching, as their soft breaths mingled between them. "Will you just kiss me already," Alison begged softly as she reached up and pulled Emily's face closer, covering her lips with her own. Both girls moaned softly as the kiss lengthened and deepened.
Emily pulled Alison into her arms as Ali started guiding Emily toward her bed. Emily's fingers deftly lowered Alison's troublesome zipper. Alison released her hold on Emily and shimmied out of her dress, letting it drop to the floor between them as they walked, leaving the blonde in only her matching bra and panties. She reached out to Emily again and began tugging her shirt out of her waistband of her pants.
"Mmm," Emily smiled against Alison's lips as they broke for air. "You taste like orange juice and something… almondy."
Alison tilted her face up, nibbling on Emily's jaw. "That's the amaretto," she murmured in response.
The backs of Emily's legs hit the side of her bed and she sat down, sliding back on the mattress.
"Yes," Alison hissed as she climbed onto Emily with no hesitation. "Finally."
Alison tugged Emily's shirt up. "Off, off, get it off," Alison demanded and leaned back so she could divest Emily of the offending garment. Emily's bra was already open in the front from Alison's roaming hands earlier. Alison bit her lip and reached out, gently pushing Emily's bra off her breasts and down her arms.
Emily watched as Ali's eyes flashed briefly and darkened with desire.
"You're so beautiful," Ali murmured.
Emily swallowed thickly as Ali looked up at her, licking her lips softly. It still took her breath away when Alison looked at her like this. Never in her wildest adolescent imaginations did Emily ever think Alison DiLaurentis would look at her like she wanted to eat her alive. Yet, Alison looked at her like that a lot, and it never failed to both thrill and humble Emily.
Emily's eyes lowered as she noticed Alison shift. Emily felt her mouth go dry when Alison reached behind her back and released the catch on her bra, shimmying softly as her bra slid down her arms, revealing the creamy white flesh of Alison's breasts.
"God, when you look at me like that I swear I feel like I'm going to burst into flames," Alison admitted breathlessly. Emily's eyes whipped back to Alison's. Alison's eyes had softened, crinkling in the corners as she smiled.
Without taking her eyes off Emily's, Alison reached for Emily's hands and lifted them to her breasts, urging Emily to touch her.
"Ali," Emily murmured as she closed her hands around Alison's breasts. Alison squeezed her hands and smiled, then released them, letting Emily caress her. Alison lifted her own hands to Emily's breasts and moaned as she felt Emily's nipples graze her palms.
"Please," Alison begged, not sure for what, and Emily leaned forward, capturing Alison's lips in another soul wrenching kiss. Emily wrapped her arms around Alison and pulled her flush against her chest. Alison's eyes fluttered softly and her head fell back in surrender. The feel of Emily's bare breasts against her own were exactly what Alison had been aching for.
Emily nibbled gently on Alison's jaw, slowly making her way down to the hollow of Alison's throat. Alison lifted her head and tugged Emily's up so she could kiss her.
Emily lay back, taking Alison with her, their kisses becoming longer and deeper. Alison pressed her hips down on Emily, feeling the rough fabric and zipper of the brunette's jeans pressing against her center. Ali rocked her hips as Emily slid her hands down Alison's back, sliding into the skimpy panties she wore. Emily gripped her ass, urging Alison to grind against her.
Ali broke the kiss and groaned softly. "Fuck, Em."
Emily smiled as her lips clamped onto Alison's neck again. Alison only swore like that when they were together like this. Emily found the vulgarity totally erotic but she'd never admit it to Ali.
Emily's hands kept rocking Alison's hips back and forth, bringing her closer and closer to release. Alison's head fell forward and she buried her face in Emily's neck, whimpering.
Emily nuzzled her ear gently. "I love you, Ali," Emily whispered and Alison's entire body convulsed. Alison cried out softly against Emily's neck as she reached completion.
Emily slid her fingers up and down Alison's back gently, soothing the still trembling girl as she continued to nuzzle Alison's ear.
Several minutes passed before Alison sighed and hummed against Emily's neck. She pushed up on her hands and looked down at the brunette. She smiled and caressed the side of Emily's face with her fingertips, then leaned down and kissed her soundly, before sitting up and climbing off Emily.
Emily pushed up on her elbows and watched Alison as the blonde slowly removed first one of Emily's shoes, and then the other. She smiled when Alison reached for the button on her jeans, briefly fluttering her fingertips over the wet spot that Alison's orgasm had caused. Emily lifted her hips and a sultry smile curved Alison's lips as she tugged Emily's pants and underwear off, leaving the brunette completely nude.
"Scoot up and lay back on the pillow," Alison instructed and Emily did as she was told, settling in the middle of the small bed, resting back on her elbows again.
Alison slipped her panties down her legs, tossing the last of her own clothes onto the others on the floor. She walked over and flipped the light switch to off, enveloping the room in darkness before turning Emily's small desk light on, providing just enough light for them to still see each other. Alison climbed onto the bed, straddling Emily again, slowly crawling up her body.
Emily watched her with hooded eyes. Alison smiled at her, her ice blue eyes now clear, no sign of the alcohol she drank earlier clouding them.
"Now, it's your turn, my beautiful mermaid."
Alison leaned down and pressed her lips to Emily's stomach, slowly kissing her way up Emily's body, making the brunette tremble like Alison had earlier. Alison took gentle sips of Emily's skin as she moved up, moaning as she tasted the slight sheen of sweat that was forming on Emily's skin. She swirled her tongue against the underside of Emily's breasts before moving up over the mound and taking a nipple in her mouth.
Emily moaned and slid her hands into Alison's long blonde tresses as she arched her back, pressing more of her breast into Ali's mouth. Alison's fingers gently caressed Emily's hips and thighs but she didn't touch the one place Emily was dying for her to touch.
Alison released Emily's nipple with a soft pop before moving to her other breast and giving it the same loving attention.
'Ali," Emily whimpered and pulled Alison away from her breast, tugging her head up to kiss her. "Don't tease me," Emily begged softly as Ali lay flat on Emily; their fully naked bodies now pressed flush against each other. They kissed long and soft and deep.
When Alison felt Emily reaching between them to try to touch her, Ali reluctantly tore her lips away and pushed up on her hands and knees again.
"Uh, uh. Patience is a virtue, Em."
"I think we've both been patient enough, don't you?" Emily asked her eyes dark and stormy.
"I have," Alison replied huskily. "I've been waiting for this again since the day you left me in Rosewood."
Emily looked at her questioningly but it became quite obvious what Alison was referring to as she lay on her stomach between Emily's legs, lifting the brunette's thighs over her shoulders.
Emily's eyes rolled back as her head fell back to the pillow. Her entire body tensed with anticipation as she felt Alison's warm breath inches from her center. Emily's thighs trembled and she whimpered as Alison kissed first one thigh then the other.
Alison swirled her tongue along the crevice where Emily's thigh met her pelvis. Emily reached down to caress Alison's cheek softly, just needing to touch her. Alison turned her face and kissed Emily's palm before returning to her ministrations. She nuzzled Emily's mound as she blew softly against her wet flesh.
When Alison's tongue darted out and brushed against her engorged clit, Emily thought she would die right then and there. Emily's hips lifted off the bed of their own accord and Alison reached up and pushed down on her stomach, trying to hold her in place.
Alison's tongue swirled soft circles over Emily. She moaned softly as the tangy and salty combination that was Emily assaulted her taste buds. Alison slid her hands beneath Emily's ass and tilted her hips, providing her a better angle to flick her tongue lower, sliding it between Emily's lips.
Emily gripped the comforter beneath her as she rocked her hips gently against Alison's face. Alison wrapped her lips around Emily's clit and sucked as she flicked her tongue back and forth over the tip.
"Ali, please," Emily pleaded above her and it made Alison smile. She loosened her lips and took gentle sips of the engorged nub before sliding her tongue lower again.
Emily's hand sought out Alison's and Ali entwined their fingers, giving Emily's hand a gentle squeeze as she teased and tormented the brunette. Alison's nose brushed over Emily's clit, making Emily's body convulse, as Alison repeatedly plunged her tongue into Emily's depths.
Emily's hips bucked rhythmically and Alison moved her head in tandem, never letting Emily have any relief from her tongue's assault. Alison pulled her hand away from Emily's and she slid two fingers into Emily as her lips latched onto Emily's clit again.
Alison pumped her fingers deeper with each thrust, using Emily's rocking motions to assist her. She curled her fingers forward and pressed deeper into Emily's body, knowing exactly how Emily liked to be touched. Learning Emily's body and how to bring it pleasure was something Alison took very seriously and she excelled at it. She had always suspected that Emily would be incredibly responsive in bed, but it still blew her mind everyday just how incredibly responsive Emily was.
Alison lifted her head and watched Emily writhe in pleasure above her, panting, her skin flushed from her navel to her cheeks. Alison rose to her knees. She kept Emily's thighs over her shoulders as she pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses on the curve of Emily's stomach. Her thumb took her tongue's place, flicking and teasing Emily's clit as her fingers continued to burrow deep inside Emily's body.
"Ali, please," Emily pleaded again. "I have to,' she panted and Alison smiled against her stomach.
Alison lay back between Emily's thighs again and her tongue replaced her thumb. Emily's hips bucked and her thighs dropped open. Alison began flicking her tongue and licking Emily faster as she increased the pressure of her fingers. The scent and taste of Emily surrounded Alison and she moaned, the vibration being just what Emily needed to finally send her careening over the edge.
Emily reached down and shoved her hands into Alison's hair, gripping her head and holding her in place as her orgasm started low and deep in her abdomen, spreading out and consuming her. She cried out Alison's name, her thighs shook, and her hips froze in the air, mid roll, as her orgasm rolled over her from head to toe.
Alison removed her fingers and replaced them with her tongue, lapping softly now, soothing Emily's tender flesh as she came down from her high. When Emily's hips finally lowered back to the bed, and her hands released Alison's hair, Alison pulled back. She again pressed soft kisses on the inside of Emily's thighs as her fingers fluttered softly along the outside.
For several minutes the room was filled with nothing but Emily's gasping breaths as she caught her breath. Alison rose to her knees again. Emily's thighs fell open as they slipped from Alison's shoulders.
Slowly and softly Alison kissed a path up Emily's body until she reached Emily's mouth.
"Fuck," Emily said, reiterating Alison's sentiment from earlier and Alison smiled against her lips.
"I love it when I can make you swear," Ali chuckled before kissing Emily again.
Emily moaned, tasting herself on Alison's tongue. Her fingers fluttered against Alison's damp cheeks.
Alison kissed a soft path over Emily's cheek. "I love you, Em," she whispered into Emily's ear. "So much," she added more softly, barely breathing the words.
Emily wrapped her arms around Alison and flipped them over, eliciting a surprised gasp from the blonde. Emily grinned down into Alison's face as she rolled on top of her.
"What did you say earlier?" Alison looked at her curiously. "Oh, yeah, that's right." Emily smiled as she spread Alison's thighs and settled between them. She lowered her lips to Alison's neck and started sucking on the warm skin softly. "Now it's your turn."
Alison stretched her arms above her head and arched her back as she felt Emily's lips travel down her body, a soft sultry smile curving her lips. It only took a few minutes for Emily's ministrations to wipe that smile from Alison's lips and replace it with the blonde's gasping and pleading cries of pleasure.
It was well into the night when the two girls collapsed, exhausted and sated, wrapped in each other's arms as they fell into a deep sleep.
The last thing that floated through Emily's mind before she drifted off was that she was glad it was Sunday and she didn't have to go for an early run, because there was no way her legs would have held her up.