That Summer

It Rains Fast, and It Rains Hard...

"Fuck, right there, babe...don't move, don't move...OH MY GOD!" Emma screamed, falling over the edge for – by her count – was the third time this morning.

Stevie came up for air with a devious smile across her face, moving slowly and seductively up Emma's torso. She slammed her lips onto hers, allowing her to taste her sweet self on her lips.

"I'll never get tired of hearing you scream like that, baby." Stevie raspily whispered into her ear, nibbling at her lobe.

"Stevie, are we really going to stay in bed all day? It's already close to noon, it's absolutely gorgeous outside...and as much as I'm enjoying having three orgasms within the span of two hours –"

"Four." Stevie interjected. Emma gave her a puzzled look.

"You've had four orgasms in the span of two hours, but keep going..." Stevie smirked.

"Jesus!" Emma sighed, "Anyway, I have never been to Italy, and I'd like to go explore before dark with my sexy girlfriend..." She smiled, lightly kissing Stevie's forehead.

Stevie rolled back on top of her, "Aw, I'm sorry, honey...I wasn't even thinking about that. I've been so...so...selfish." She said between kisses, grinding against Emma's thigh and lazily kissing down her neck and across her chest.

"Is this your way of telling me we'll leave as soon as I make you come again?" She raised her eyebrows and smirked.

"Ugh, honey, you know me so well..." Stevie rolled over onto her back and pulled Emma on top of her, playfully pulling her hair.

"There must be something in the water making you way hornier than stateside..."

"Are you complaining?" Stevie queried.

"Not at all. Now shut the fuck up and let me make you come so I can get my damn pizza." Emma put one hand over Stevie's mouth and used the other got to work on her already-drenched center.

Stevie let out a wanting moan that vibrated against her hand and pushed Emma's head down to her breasts, signaling that they needed attention.

Emma complied, taking her erect nipples into her mouth, alternating between the two.

"Em, I want your sweet little mouth on my clit." She whined.

"Ask nicely..." She teased back.

Stevie sighed in defeat, "Please, baby, please! I love you, I need you!"

Emma gave in, making her way down and running her stiffened tongue up and down her throbbing clit and adding another finger inside.

She had never heard Stevie this loud; it was turning her on even more. She figured it was probably the thrill of being in their fancy suite in a totally different country where nobody knew her. She was finally able to let loose, to feel free.

"I'm so close, baby. Look up at me; I want to see your pretty face." Stevie growled. Emma looked up, their eye contact piercing through both their souls.

Emma could feel her walls contracting, her arousal coating her fingers. It was by far Stevie's most intense orgasm – at least that Emma had witnessed. Her screams filled the bedroom, absolute music to Emma's ears knowing that this was all because of her.

She finally came down, her breathing still heavy and her chest totally flushed. Emma could still feel Stevie's thighs quivering with aftershocks against her face – her favorite sensation besides coming herself.

Stevie finally collected herself and guided Emma back up so they were face to face once again. Emma gently kissed her, "You see how good you taste, babe?"

Stevie giggled, slightly embarrassed. She pulled Emma down to her chest, hugging her and stroking her hair.

"Today's your day, baby. We'll do whatever you want to do."

Emma smiled to herself, her head still resting on Stevie. "I just want to sightsee and eat Italian food; I'm happy going wherever, as long as I'm with you."

Stevie kissed the top of her head, "Sounds perfect, my love."

Emma lifted her head off her chest and looked up at her, "Are you going to be sexually satisfied until tonight?" She smirked.

"Of course!" Stevie laughed, "I'm all for delayed gratification."

"And what do you mean by that?" Emma asked incredulously.

Stevie giggled, "It means I'm fine waiting all day if it means I get to feel your sweet little pussy rubbing on mine tonight." She pecked Emma on the lips and rolled out of bed, heading to the bathroom to shower without another word.

Emma just laid there awestruck, processing what she just heard. What the hell got into this bitch?! She thought to herself, incredibly turned on by her woman. Whatever it was, she certainly was not complaining...

A/N: Hi! Just a quick little smut chapter to kick off #Stemma's ~Italian Summer~...more to follow soon...Ciao!!! <333