Binding You To Me Like Cursive

Giraffes & Penguins

Phoebe

I had great news for Winter when I arrived home, only to find our apartment dimmed and full of candles. I sat my purse down and slipped out of my heels. Winter was standing in the middle of the room in a red robe, her lace undergarments teasing my eyes. The scent of chicken and Parmesan wafted my nose and my stomach rumbled in agreement. The sunset casted a pinkish-blue hue inside and I snapped a mental picture. I decided it wasn't enough I pulled out my phone.

"I'm sorry, I wanna kiss you so bad but this view is once in a lifetime." I snapped the photo and dropped my phone on the floor. I slipped the satin robe off, baring her body. My fingers trailed along her warm freckled skin and I couldn't believe she was mine. I prayed and pleaded with all the gods above that no one and nothing would ever take her away from me.

I traced the hem of her bra, feeling the intricate fabric beneath the pad of my finger. She was a decent D-cup, and her breasts swelled beautifully. I pulled it down, freeing her already erect nipple. She hissed in shock as her hands found my head. I loved coming home and having her waiting for me like this, I was the luckiest women on earth.

Her fingers curled into my hair and I let her guide my mouth onto her chest. I suckled her slowly, savoring the feel of her taut nipple on my tongue. I could taste the sweetness of her skin, like bubblegum and strawberries. She gripped me harder, bringing a small ache to my scalp. I bit the top of her nipple and lapped the sting with my tongue. By now she was breathless and panting, ready for me.

"I'm famished for you, My Love, but my stomach. . . -" I pulled her hair so her neck craned back and I kissed along her vein. "-Is growling for whatever delicious meal you've made me." I whispered along her skin. I wanted her squirming by the time we made love. She reacted desperately and that was a major turn on for me. She jutted her bottom lip out, pouting adorably. I kissed her, and I couldn't explain it but every kiss was as exciting and mind-blowing as the last. Leaving each kiss feeling like a first kiss.

"Keep the robe off," I instructed, taking a seat at the table.

"Like what you see?" She teased, sauntering around like she had an audience to please. My eyes couldn't keep off of her.

"Very much."

The chicken and cheesy rice meal tasted delicious, she impressed me. "I didn't know you could cook?"

"I just followed instructions, no biggie." She was sitting to the left of me and a red cloth covered the glass of my table. Three Taper candles were lit on top in an old candle holder. It was all very romantic and well thought out. I'd never had this done so personally before. Sure, I'd had dinner dates at fancy restaurants but those took no thought or effort.

"It's a biggie to me, Love, thank you." I kissed her hand and smiled. "I have news." She rested her chin on the palm of her hand and gazed at me.

"Good?" She wondered. I nodded.

"Wren Geoff- my friend from works sister- is the case worker I mentioned. She'd like to meet you, take a look and see if you'd fit any of the positions." I wanted to support and allow Winter to pursue anything she wanted, and if I could help along the way that was just icing on the cake. She held my hand.

"That's amazing! I really can't believe you made that happen. When would she like to meet?" She asked as she sipped her wine. Her golden hair was down in their natural waves and watching her just sit and eat in only a bra and panties made me extremely aroused.

"I have her card, she said for you to call her ASAP in the morning." She snatched it excitedly from my hand and kissed me. Her lips lingered and I inhaled her. She smelled as good as she looked.

"Mmm," she moaned, "I love you." My heart stopped and my breath caught in my throat. I don't think I'd ever in a billion years get used to hearing those three little words leave her mouth. She loved me. And I felt her love for me and it was overwhelming in the best way. "You make me more happy than I've ever been." I gripped her jaw and pulled her into me. She climbed onto my lap and we made out. "You're bath is going to get cold." She said after we both worked up a sweat.

"You drew me a bath?" She nodded proudly and pulled me out of my chair, leading me to the back. Once inside my bathroom she closed the door. The candles casted pink shadows and the flame danced in the light. I felt her plump lips on my skin as her hands explored my body.

"Let me undress you." She whispered, unzipping my dress and pushing it to the tile. "You have perfect skin," she murmured, fingering my Venus dimples and tickling me in the process.

I stepped into the water and it was hotter than I expected, I relaxed instantly. The bubbles were high and I could already smell the vanilla. I turned my head and watched her strip. She was a knockout, had the body of a goddess. Narrow hips that drove me mad and a perfect ass to match. She started climbing in. One leg, and I seen her labia's were smooth and succulent, hiding her cunt but letting her clit peek out. I'd have loved a piercing there to play with while I ate her, or to give friction to my own center while I rode her. The thought made me hot.

I spotted an ankle tattoo of a mom and a baby giraffe. "You have a tattoo," I was surprised. I'd looked at her body constantly but the small tattoos were obviously harder to spot.

"2. The giraffes on my ankle and a small heart under my arm." She lifted her right arm and it was there on her bra line. "Though, I do want more. I noticed 3 of yours. The moon on your wrist, the rose on your thigh, and, Genevieve, your grandma's name on your hip." I loved that she knew it was in fact my grandmas name. She paid attention.

"The moon I had done when I was in high school, and the other 2 are more recently. You?" She grabbed my peach loofa and lathered my new and unopened blossom berry soap on it. She scooted into me, making waves splash the tub, and washed my front.

"The heart was during a very minor rebellion phase in ninth grade," I laughed, trying to imagine her being a rebel. Disobeying her parents, sneaking out, and dyed hair. "Giraffes are my favorite animal. My spirit animal, if you will, I got that one after I moved out of my parents." I could feel her breath on my lips as she spoke and she was working her way down my navel. She moved closer and her legs wrapping around my waist.

"I love penguins." I whispered, eyeing her pink lips. She smiled. Her touch made my skin tingle and that was how I knew she was touching me without the loofa. She leaned in and planted her lips on mine, sliding her fingers inside my aching pussy. I clenched around her, the pleasure rolling through my body.

"Arh. . ." The moan slipped out, and I closed my eyes to calm myself. Achingly slow she made her way to my jaw, her fingers working me at the same slow pace. Her thumb massaged my clit, pushing down hard but moving so fucking slow. I panted and moaned as her opened mouth dropped to my neck, baring my hot flushed skin. Her free hand pinched and pulled at my nipple, sending small little shocks throughout my body. In turn, my pussy worked around her fingers. "Fuck!" I gripped the edge of the tub and threw my head back in ecstasy as her mouth claimed my opposite breast. I came, hard and long. My heart beating in my ear, sounding out everything else.