Toni rolled over and fell into an empty space. She lifted her head and looked around confused. The space wasn't supposed to be empty. Her wife was supposed to be there, still very asleep, since Toni usually woke up first. But no, she was met with cold sheets on the other side of the bed. She was also naked and shivered when the sheet dropped to expose her bare chest. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and didn't find her discarded clothes on the floor. Cheryl must've already put them in the laundry. So she walked into her closet and picked out a new pair of underwear, her alma mater's sweatpants, and a blue t-shirt. She went into the bathroom and did her normal routine of brushing her teeth and washing her face.
She padded down the steps, yawning and smiled when she heard her wife humming a familiar Disney song. Her wife had her back to her as she stood in front of the stove flipping something with a spatula. Toni snuck up behind her and pulled the slim body into her own, resting her head on her shoulder.
"Yes, you want her. Look at her you know you do," she sang along quietly to her wife's humming. Cheryl giggled when Toni placed a gentle kiss on her neck.
"Possible she wants you too, there is one way to ask her," Cheryl sang back, continuing the song.
"It don't take a word, not a single word. Go on, and kiss the girl," Toni sang, finishing the line.
"Sha la-la-la-la-la my, oh my, looks like the boy's too shy. Ain't gonna kiss the girl!" Cheryl belted and Toni pulled back to laugh at her.
"Did you honestly have to ruin that moment? Scuttle doesn't even sing that part!"
"I know. It wasn't supposed to sound like Scuttle," she said, frowning. Toni widened her eyes fearing that she may have insulted her wife's singing voice. But Cheryl just laughed and poked her in the stomach. "You should've seen your face just now. I know it was horrible, I did it on purpose numbnuts."
"Cher! That wasn't funny, I honestly thought I hurt your feelings."
"Excuse me, but you were the one that said we needed to keep things playful." Toni gave her a 'seriously?' face and rolled her eyes. "Read chapter 14," she said in a lower voice meant to sound like Toni's.
"I honestly hope you don't do that impression of me to other people, because I don't sound like that at all." She reached up into the cabinet to pull down two plates for Cheryl to put the finished food on. Cheryl served the French toast onto the plates and Toni carried them into the living room with silverware while Cheryl followed with glasses of milk and the syrup. Toni popped 'The Little Mermaid' into the DVD player since she wanted to watch it now and sat next to her wife on the couch.
Once their breakfast was finished and the movie was over, they both stood up and went back into the kitchen to do the dishes. They washed and dried them together and Toni leaned against the counter while Cheryl fiddled on her phone. She didn't have to go to work, Cheryl might have to but not for at least few hours, and it was a Saturday, so no work calls. Toni decided to take this rare opportunity, took Cheryl's phone out of her hands, and shut it off before tossing it aside. Before Cheryl could protest, she cut her off with a deep kiss, her tongue finding her wife's almost immediately. The brunette wrapped her arms around her neck and pulled her closer, not even bothering to ask what had gotten into her. Toni squeezed her hips and lifted her onto the counter.
"You know how I kind of passed out last night?" she asked between kisses. Cheryl hummed in agreement. "I thought I could make up for it, if that's okay."
"Right now?" she panted.
"Mhm. Right now, on this counter, where both of our phones are off, and no one can bother us." She pulled away to catch her breath and to see if Cheryl was okay with it. She just smirked and lifted off her shirt, which had no bra underneath. Toni looked at her wife's chest and sighed. She never got tired of the sight and she was perfect in every way. She attached her mouth to her left breast and massaged the right with her left hand. Cheryl began to moan when she sucked on her nipple and then ran her tongue over it after.
She switched her mouth and hand and repeated the action, knowing it was driving her wife crazy. She kissed the valley between her breasts and made her way down to the waistband of Cheryl's boy shorts. She kissed her over the thin material and rubbed her nose against her stiff clit.
"Oh Toni, please babe."
She was about to pull down the garment and end the teasing, but then she heard the door swing open and Tabitha's voice ring throughout the house.
"Lesbos! Where y'all at? We're here to-holy fucking shit!"
Toni immediately stood up and covered her wife's exposed body with her own. "Tabitha! What the hell?! Can't you knock!?"
"Um, I did knock. But clearly you two were getting too down and dirty to hear us. And why are you blaming me, Betty's here too!"
"Hey guys!" the smaller woman said waving, but keeping the rest of herself behind Tabitha's body. "I love y'all and everything, but I really don't want to see whatever is happening in there."
Toni growled and rested her head against Cheryl's still naked chest.
"Why does this keep happening to us?" she asked against the smooth skin.
"Face it TT, this kitchen is cursed."
"Listen, I'm not going to wait in the living room while Toni motorboats your girls. So I'm gonna need you to put on some clothes so we can go," Tabitha said holding out a hand and looking away.
"Tabitha, don't be dramatic. My boobs aren't nearly big enough for that," Cheryl said laughing and pulling on her shirt.
"Baby, don't say that. Your boobs are perfect," Toni replied, kissing them both over her shirt.
"Aw, TT. You're too cute," Cheryl said adoringly. She pulled her in for a kiss and Toni held onto her waist.
"I can't tell if I want to throw up more from the adorableness or the corniness. Either way, my breakfast is going to end up on this floor if you two don't cut it out," Tabitha interrupted.
"I'm not giving up on this counter yet. I will have sex on it one day," Toni said, picking Cheryl up and carrying her up the stairs.
"Wear something comfortable!" Tabitha shouted after them.
She put her down when they got to their bedroom and sat on the bed to check her phone. She had a text from Veronica telling her that she was going to skype her in a few minutes without Cheryl. She decided not to tell her and just make up something if she asked later. Cheryl left the room to take a shower and Toni set up her laptop while searching through her closet for something to wear. She settled on a t-shirt, a navy and white gingham shirt, which she would wear around her waist, a pair of ripped dark denim jeans, and brown combat boots. She laid out her outfit on the bed until she was interrupted by the Skype ringtone.
She accepted the call and it loaded, revealing Veronica and the three husbands in the different boxes.
"Hey guys, welcome to the first boys chat. No offense Toni," the author stated.
"None taken, I was Homecoming Prince and Prom King. I already know I'm the husband in our relationship," she replied chuckling.
"Well that makes this much easier. Much better than Moose anyway. Kevin, you should've seen the fuss he put up when he was put into the wives club."
"Oh you don't need to tell me that my husband is over the top. He's a drama queen." They all laughed at his comment and continued the conversation.
"Okay, well I just wanted to see how you guys were doing so far. Everything going well?" There was a general murmur in the affirmative and Veronica wrote something down on her pad. "That's great. The wives told me that they all met up for lunch yesterday and I think it would be great if you guys did the same thing. Have some beers and talk about sex, basic guy time. It helps to talk to people who are going through the same things you are. And I know you're all dying to tell someone about the crazy times you've had already with someone who won't judge you."
Toni sat through the chat, not really talking and just listening to the other guys and laughing at their terrible attempts to put their feelings into words. She thought it was an adolescent thing because she noticed it with her friends in school, but even into adulthood guys still have problems with translating their emotions. She found it really funny, and sort of sad.
"Okay guys, Cher is going to be out of the shower in a bit, so I don't have long. What's the assignment Veronica?"
"Today's assignment is a fun one. You guys have the chance to get revenge on your wives."
"Come again?" Reggie asked with his eyebrows uplifted.
"Well, earlier in the week they teased you by sending you pictures and texts. Today, you'll get the chance to do it right back to them, but take it a step further. They teased you visually. You guys get to tease them physically. I don't mean like when you're already about to have sex. All throughout the day, little suggestive touches will send them reeling. Your challenge is to complete at least ten cups, gropes, or intimate contacts that have your wives squirming. Toni, you can go, I'll give the boys your phone number so you can chat."
She said goodbye to everyone and closed the laptop just as Cheryl was walking into the room in her towel. "Oh, was that Veronica?"
"Um, no. It was my mom."
"What did she want?"
"Uh, to, um, invite us to dinner. Next weekend."
"Oh, okay. We can do that." She towel dried her hair and walked into her closet. Toni took a deep breath, proud of herself and her ability to come up with something quickly. But now she had to call her mom and have her set up a dinner for next weekend. She pushed it to the back of her mind and got ready to take a shower.
When she was finished, Cheryl wasn't in the room, but she could smell her perfume. Chances were, she was already dressed and downstairs waiting for her. So she got dressed in the outfit she picked out earlier and left her hair in its natural waves. When she was dressed, she got down the steps to see the three women standing around the living room waiting for her. Her breath hitched when she saw what Cheryl was wearing. It was so simple, but so sexy at the same time. She was in a white tank top, a denim shirt, black jeans, and white Chuck Taylors. She loved those jeans on her because they hugged her in all the right places. It was going to be easy to get those ten gropes because the real challenge was going to be keeping her hands off for the day.
The four of them piled into Tabitha's Range Rover and she intertwined her hands with Cheryl's between them on the seat. "Tabitha, where are we even going?" she asked.
"It's Saturday. Which means we're hanging out until our husbands meet up with us and then we're having our couples night."
"That didn't answer my question jackass. Where are we going right now?"
"Cheryl, tell your girl to watch her attitude before I beat that ass."
"Tabitha, if you wanna fight me, I'm right here. I'm not afraid to kick some ass," she challenged, looking at her in the rearview mirror. Cheryl rubbed her thumb over the back of Toni's hand and gave her a scolding eye. Toni ignored it and started to kick the back of Tabitha's seat. "Come on Tabitha, throw your hands!"
"Cheryl, you better get her. She don't want this!"
"TT, stop it. You're being a child," Cheryl said.
"No Cher, I don't think I will. Tabitha wants to fight me, so she better bring it. I'm ready to go Tabithaaaa!," she jested with a particularly hard kick to the leather seat.
"That's it! You're dead Topaz-Blossom!" Toni fought off the swinging hands of her taller friend, laughing the entire time.
"Tabitha! The road!" Betty shrieked from the front seat, leaning over to keep the car straight. Cheryl threw herself between her best friend and wife to keep them from fighting anymore. She managed to stop the fight, with Betty only praying for a few minutes after. "That was really irresponsible Tabitha! You could've killed us all!"
"Oh please, I wasn't looking for like two seconds. Besides, she disrespected me short stack. I had to smack her upside her head." Tabitha said, regaining her bearings and putting both hands back on the wheel.
Toni finally stopped laughing and realized that Cheryl was still sitting in her lap. "Cher, are you gonna get up?"
"No, you can't be trusted to act like an adult. So I'm going to physically restrain you."
"Fine, whatever." She huffed and sat back, crossing her arms like a child. But then she thought she might as well use the position to her advantage. So she rested her hand on Cheryl's thigh and gradually moved it higher. Cheryl's hand caught hers and she turned to give her a stern look. Toni smirked back and Cheryl didn't notice Toni's other hand which had already reached its destination. She cupped her center and gave it a light squeeze, causing a quiet squeak to come out of the younger girl. Cheryl grabbed both of her hands, clamped them together, and held them in her own on her knees, far away from their previous positions. "One down, nine to go," she thought to herself.
They got to the outlet mall and all Toni could think about was how much fun it was going to be to mess with Cheryl all day. She knew all the right spots that would have Cheryl begging her to do something. Toni held onto Cheryl's hand as they walked into the Prada store. Toni had no taste for such high fashion, not even for her work outfits, so she mostly fulfilled her "husband" role of following her wife around as she tried out the perfumes and examined the purses. Cheryl was looking at a row of handbags in the corner when Toni saw her next opportunity. She walked up behind her and Cheryl must've felt her there because she leaned back slightly against her.
"Hey babe, do you think the red one is better? Or the beige one?"
"I don't know. Don't you already have a beige one?"
"Technically I have four beige ones, but not a Prada beige one."
"Doesn't matter, you'll look perfect with either one."
"Aw babe." She tilted her head to kiss Toni on the cheek. "I'll get both then."
Toni chuckled and shook her head at her wife's poor decision making skills. "Speaking of looking perfect, did I mention that you look so sexy right now?"
"No? You didn't?"
"Well you do. These jeans are just...fuck I want to take you in this corner right now." She palmed her ass and squeezed roughly, causing the brunette's mouth to fall open in surprise and probably pleasure too.
"TT, stop! We're in public!" she whispered. Cheryl batted her hands away and walked away with her purses in hand. Toni smirked and trailed after her wife to the register. The sales woman appeared to be shocked at the two women standing in front of her with the two most expensive bags in the store. She scanned the price tag of each one while Toni buried her face in Cheryl's neck. The sales woman appeared to be uncomfortable and tried to ignore her. She felt Cheryl shifting to move her but she wouldn't budge. Instead, she nipped at her skin and Cheryl jumped slightly with a gasp and Toni knew she turned her on. There were several spots on Cheryl's neck that got her going with the slightest touch and Toni just hit one. The sales woman cleared her throat to capture their attention.
"That'll be $5791.12. Are you paying cash or credit?"
"Credit," Cheryl said politely, lifting her hand to smack Toni's face, which was sitting on her shoulder. "Excuse my wife."
"Wife? She's your wife?"
"Yes, I am," she stated proudly and reached for her wallet. Her hand stopped Cheryl's and she pulled out her Black Card. "I got it baby."
"TT...," she whined in response.
"Shush, I'm buying them," she said finally, putting her card down on the counter. The saleswoman looked astounded by the Black Card, probably because Toni was dressed down and didn't look like a member of the prestigious club. She wrapped and bagged the purses for them and Toni took the bag gladly.
"Here you are Mrs. and Mrs. Topaz-Blossom. Have a lovely day."
"We sure will," Toni said following her wife out of the store and smacking her ass once they stepped outside.
"Alright that's it. You have smacked, grabbed, and excessively complimented my ass at least five times in the last two minutes. What gives?" Toni looked at the finger Cheryl was poking at her chest and laughed.
"I'm sorry, was it not already known that I am in love with your ass? Or should I shout it from a rooftop somewhere?"
Cheryl shoved her and snatched the bag from her hand. "Don't, because I know you would. Come on, let's find Betty and Tabitha, and you better keep your hands to yourself."
Toni held up her hands defensively and smiled at her wife who turned away and walked off quickly. Yeah, definitely going to be a fun day.
Their shopping day was finished and Toni completed seven gropes, cups, and suggestive touches. The response was always the same: Cheryl would gasp or squeal or make some other one of her aroused noises, and then she'd smack Toni for trying something in public. She even told her that she was doing great if the day's assignment was to annoy the shit out of her. But, it was not happening if the assignment was to have sex in the middle of a clothing store. Too bad she was wrong on both counts and Toni still needed three more teasing touches to meet her challenge quota. And she wanted them to be big, ones that would get Cheryl going so bad that she would only smack Toni for stopping before she got off.
"Well girls that was fun. Did you get anything good?" Betty asked leaning back from the passenger seat.
"Yeah, five slaps and a bruise on the arm," Toni mumbled.
"Well you wouldn't have gotten them if you had just kept your hands to yourself," Cheryl said calmly.
"See Cheryl? Too much sex and now she's addicted. This is your own fault," Tabitha said looking back at them through the rear view mirror.
"She is not addicted! And it is not my fault!" Cheryl argued.
"Yeah she is. I saw her, she was practically drooling at you in every store. I was afraid she was going to eat you. You know, Nick used to be just like that when we first started dating, I couldn't get him off me."
"Um, I'm right here," Toni said, waving her hand in the air. "And is it so wrong to think my wife is the most gorgeous woman on the planet? Sometimes I get a little carried away, so sue me."
"You are wrong, because she's not. I am," Tabitha said with a signature hair flip.
"Wow, thanks Tabi."
"You know I'm just kidding girl. You guys can get handsy and freaky whenever you want, just not in my backseat."
"But why not? I'm sure this material isn't absorbent," Toni said smirking.
"I beat your ass once today already Topaz-Blossom, don't make me do it again!"
"Oh Jesus, not again," Betty said rubbing her temples.
They pulled up outside the movie theater and all got out of the car. Toni tried to wrap her arm around Cheryl's waist but she pulled it off and intertwined their fingers together instead. Toni huffed and walked into the building instantly being greeted by the smell of hot popcorn. It was one of the newer theaters, with reclining couches instead of traditional seats so it would be the perfect location to get a really good feel in. They met up with Nick and Archie, who had already bought all of their tickets. They denied her request when she offered to pay them back for hers and Cheryl's tickets, so instead she bought the snacks for the group.
When they all had enough food, they searched the theater for good seats. They picked the set of seats off to the left and sat together, in different rows. Tabitha and Nick in the front, Betty and Archie in the middle, and Cheryl and Toni in the back. It worked out perfectly for her and she couldn't wait for the movie to start and the lights to go down.
The movie was about thirty minutes in when Cheryl abandoned her own comfortable recliner to sit with Toni in hers. She saw it coming, considering Cheryl had never been able to go through a movie without holding onto someone, no matter what kind of movie it was, and she gladly scooted over to let her wife onto her chair. They were large enough for two people anyway so they got comfortable rather quickly. After another fifteen minutes, Toni buried her face in Cheryl's neck and placed light kisses on it.
Cheryl pushed on her shoulder so she could look at her in the darkness. "What are you doing?" she asked, whispering.
"Nothing, I'm watching the movie," she whispered back and returned her eyes to the screen. When Cheryl did the same, she leaned in again and sucked on one of Cheryl's weak spots under her chin. She heard Cheryl exhale sharply and squeeze the arm that was wrapped around her waist. She pulled away and held her index finger to her lips, signaling Cheryl to be quiet. She continued kissing and sucking on the tender skin of her neck until Cheryl pushed her away fully.
"Toni, stop trying to hook up with me in a movie theater. We are not 17 anymore," she whispered quickly.
"Come on baby, live a little. I know you don't really want me to stop," she said quietly and pulled her even closer. Before Cheryl could argue anymore, she kissed her and Cheryl's resolve must've gone out the window. Because she started running her fingers through her hair and threw her leg over Toni's waist. Toni used her knee and pushed up into Cheryl's jean covered center, muffling the moan with her own mouth. She used her free hand to massage her breast under her shirt but over her bra. Cheryl was getting so hot and bothered, and Toni could tell by her attempts to quiet her labored breathing and the way she was pulling on the nape of her neck. Just when she was about to stick her hand into Cheryl's tight pants, she purposely reached out her foot and kicked Betty's chair.
The older woman turned around and Cheryl pushed Toni away quickly. "Really guys? In the middle of the movie?" Betty whispered with her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.
"She started it!" Cheryl whisper-yelled, pointing a thumb at Toni.
"Yeah, but you should know better. Get up, we're switching seats."
"Betty, you're being ridiculous. We'll stop, I promise."
"You will stop, because you're not sitting together anymore. Now Toni get up." She stood up and crept into the aisle to let Betty take her place. She sat down next to Archie and nodded her head at him when he looked at her confusedly. He looked back to see that Cheryl was sitting next to Betty with her arms crossed and pouting like a child. He turned back and shook his head with a quiet laugh. Toni wanted to laugh too, but she couldn't. Her plan had worked, better than she thought because she didn't expect Betty to just change their seats completely.
When the movie was over the group left the theater and went to a Hibachi restaurant since it was Tabitha and Nick's turn to pick. They sat around the large griddle in the center and gazed at the menus. Random comments were thrown around about what they were going to order, but for the most part everything was normal. Well, until Tabitha decided to be Tabitha and change the conversation to something uncomfortable.
"So wait, why did you guys change seats in the theater?" she asked, not moving her eyes from the laminated pages in front of her.
"What are you talking about?" Cheryl asked.
"When we stood up to leave Toni was next to Archie. And I'm almost positive she was sitting with you when we came in."
"They weren't sitting together, she just happened-," Cheryl started but Betty interrupted her.
"I switched seats with Toni because her and Cheryl were acting like horny teenagers and couldn't control themselves." Cheryl glared at her while Toni just smiled with her eyes on her menu. "It's true, and if you're feeling embarrassed, it's your own fault. You should have better self-control."
Toni rubbed Cheryl's thigh, just to soothe her anger at their shorter friend. But she didn't move it, because she'd need it there later. They ordered their drinks and food and a bit later, the chef came over for his dinner show. He cracked stupid jokes and squirted Tabitha with a little figurine that looked like a little boy holding his penis. She was less than amused, which only made rest of them laugh harder. When his did his big onion volcano with the huge fire, Toni felt Cheryl tense under her hand and again rubbed her thigh to calm her down. When the trick was over, Toni's hand kept massaging, and moving higher. Maybe it was because she was too into her conversation with Nick and Archie, or because she had a few drinks, but Cheryl didn't stop Toni's hand from travelling up her thigh until it reached her center. When Toni dragged her knuckle across is, Cheryl's voice hitched and she covered it up with a cough.
Toni picked up her glass and drank from it to hide her smirk. She continued her light strokes and definitely noticed the way Cheryl's leg started bouncing and her hips moved forward slowly. Toni pulled her hand back when Cheryl suddenly stood up. She heard her say she had to use the bathroom to Betty before she walked away in the direction of the restrooms. Toni didn't even bother letting anyone know and got up to follow her wife. Their friends were too entranced by the chef's tricks anyway.
She walked into the bathroom and was pulled into the handicapped stall. She felt Cheryl jump up and wrap her legs around her waist and she held her up by the backs of her thighs. Their lips met in a bruising kiss and Toni used the wall to help her hold up her wife. Cheryl was grinding on her hips, seeking friction and Toni smirked against her lips. She already got nine teases and leaving her wife worked up in the bathroom would be her tenth. She gripped Cheryl's ass in her hands and started kissing her neck again.
"Fuck TT, no more teasing. Please." Toni felt kind of guilty now, because she'd have to leave her wife high and dry. She reached a hand in between her wife's thighs and cupped her center and Cheryl bucked her hips into her hand. She prayed for a miracle and got one, in the form of the bathroom door opening. She put Cheryl down and peeked out the crack. It was a little boy and probably his mother, and they were washing their hands in the sink together. She smiled at the sight of the little boy creating a mountain of soap foam in his hands before his mom washed it off for him. They left the bathroom and she sighed quietly in relief that she didn't scar a little kid for life. She briefly thought of doing that with her own kid, before she felt Cheryl trying to slip her hand past the waistband of her jeans. She turned back to find Cheryl biting her lip and trying to undo her jeans buttons. She pushed Cheryl against the wall and kissed her again, their tongues getting tangled together. But right before Cheryl could undo the last button, Toni pulled away.
"We should probably get back. They must be wondering where we are." She redid the buttons on her jeans and left the bathroom stall with a confused and probably very horny Cheryl standing with her back against the wall.
She returned to the table and it appeared they didn't even notice they were both gone. Not long after, Cheryl came back and continued her conversation with the rest of group like the last ten minutes didn't even happen. They drank and ate their dinner together laughing and making conversation the way they always did. She enjoyed the time she had with her friends, since they only got to hang out that one day a week. That, and she was most likely going to be in trouble with her wife when she got home.
When dinner was over, Tabitha and Nick drove Cheryl and Toni. Her wife didn't talk to her the whole ride, opting to talk to her best friend and her husband instead. She couldn't help but feel that she really did piss Cheryl off. Damn Veronica, she totally screwed her on this one. But if Cheryl really was too mad to have sex with her, it wasn't her fault. The therapist could blame herself if they failed. They thanked their friends and got out of the car when they pulled up in front of their house. Toni opened the door for Cheryl and she didn't even say thanks when she walked into the house. Toni carried all of their bags up the stairs and deposited them in Cheryl's closet while she was in the bathroom. She went in to brush her teeth and still her wife ignored her. She asked her if she was okay, but Cheryl just nodded.
She obviously fucked up so she didn't push anymore. She changed into her sleep shorts and t-shirt and slipped under the covers. She was on her phone, going through some emails when she saw the light in the bathroom turn off. "Put the phone down," Cheryl said from across the room. Toni looked from behind her screen to see Cheryl in just underwear and a tank top. "I said, put the phone down," she said again, a little louder. Toni tossed it onto her bedside table and sat up.
Cheryl walked, swaying her hips, over to Toni's side of the bed and straddled her lap. "I figured out what you were doing today. Teasing me right?" Toni nodded dumbly when Cheryl wove her fingers through her pink locks and massaged her scalp. "That's what I thought. But then I wondered, why? And I realized that it was revenge for what I did earlier this week, right?" Toni continued nodding, eyes closing from the amazing feeling of Cheryl's nails dragging over her head. "Yeah, so this is my punishment."
"Sorry baby, Veronica made us do it," she said quietly.
"Don't apologize, I'm not mad. But I do want you to punish me."
Toni's eyes opened wide at her wife's words. "Wait what?"
"I was bad, so now I have to deal with the consequences." Toni gasped when Cheryl nibbled on her earlobe. "Punish me TT," she whispered, and that was enough for her. She flipped them over and tore her tank top off her body. She roughly grabbed both breasts and kneaded them while biting and sucking on her neck. Cheryl moaned and pulled her head further into her neck. Toni moved her hands to grab her wrists and pinned them to the bed.
"You're being punished remember? No touching," she growled. She saw Cheryl's eyes light up before she dove back into her neck with harsh open-mouthed kisses. She sat up on her knees and Cheryl sat up with her, confused as to what she was doing. "Turn over. Now," she demanded and Cheryl didn't hesitate to lay on her stomach. Toni kissed and bit her way from Cheryl's shoulder to the dimples in her back. She held onto her waist and lifted her hips into the air. She grabbed her ass and massaged the firm flesh. She sank her teeth into one cheek and Cheryl groaned into the pillow. On the other, she brought her hand down, causing a loud smack to resonate around the room. It wasn't nearly hard enough to hurt her, but it was enough to make her moan.
"Fuck, do that again," her wife whimpered out. She smiled, even though Cheryl couldn't see. She did it again and Cheryl shouted out. She slipped off the small undergarment and licked her core from behind. "Oh my God Toni, that feels so fucking good." She thrust the muscle in and out, noticing the way her chin was now coated in her wife's arousal, and Cheryl pushed back with every thrust. She entered her with three fingers, not giving her a chance to warm up and reveled in the way Cheryl clenched around her fingers. She sat up on her knees, still pumping, to see the way Cheryl's back arched sensually. She reached around and pressed down on her clit with her fingers, still moving in and out with her other hand.
"Fuck TT! I'm c-c-coming. Don't stop!"
She curled the fingers inside her wife and rubbed furiously at her clit with the others. "Come for me, Cher," she said. Cheryl tightened almost painfully around her fingers and the wetness nearly coated her entire hand. Cheryl dropped onto the bed and flipped over onto her back. Her eyes were hooded and she gestured for Toni to come to her. Toni was about to wipe her hand on the sheets when Cheryl grabbed onto her wrist. She brought Toni's hand to her mouth and gave her fingers a broad lick. Toni's mouth fell open at the sight and she felt her own level of arousal spike when Cheryl moaned with her fingers in her mouth. She dropped down next to her wife and Cheryl wrapped around her body like a koala.
"I love you so fucking much," she said sleepily and in almost no time at all, Toni felt the breaths hitting her collarbone even out. She pulled the blanket over them and kissed the top of her head. She was surprised at how well that turned out, and smiled into the darkness. She got comfortable and allowed herself to fall asleep.
