Conelly felt a sense of release as she climaxed with Reggie. Straddling her body, she felt herself seemingly sticking on top of Reggie's crotch. The two women were hyperventilating in the afterglow while Conelly was nuzzling her neck. She propped herself up to give Reggie a kiss on the lips to show her affection.
Afterwards, she lifted herself up off of Reggie and fell on her back beside her. Staring at the ceiling, her body was spent from all the action.
Reggie putting her hand on Conelly's chest caught her attention. She turned her head and saw her lying on her side.
She does that a lot.
"Hey, Reg," Conelly said, "what is it?"
The redhead stared blankly as she carefully formed her words. "Um…" Reggie uttered, "…Connie…your chest…they're…I…" She sighed, and proceeded to pull herself closer to Conelly.
Reggie cupped her right hand on Conelly's left breast and gently stroked her thumb on the nipple. The raven-haired woman felt a mixture of arousal from its touch and hesitation from the fact that they just finished with intercourse.
"They feel nice," Reggie said softly.
Conelly chuckled. "You always say that," she quipped. "Besides, you're not that bad yourself."
"Stop, you're embarrassing me."
"Doesn't make it any less true."
"I still much prefer you…" Reggie said as she lost her comprehension before she fell asleep clinging to Conelly, almost certainly in a deeper state of exhaustion than her. She looked absolutely adorable in this state.
Conelly sighed. "Sweet dreams, Regina," she whispered softly before kissing the top of her hair. It was moments like this that she enjoyed the most.
