Some Kind Of Temptation

If Anyone Falls

Stephanie woke up as sunlight streamed through the window. Elizabeth was still draped across her, sleeping. She lay still for a moment and watched the girl's peaceful face. She looked like a doll - dark lashes long enough to almost brush the carved alabaster cheekbones. She had a petite, turned up nose, not unlike Stephanie's own, and her full lips were a natural deep blush. She looked like she'd been painted.

Stephanie found herself once again in disbelief at how all this had come about. She cast her mind back, trying to understand the moment her feelings towards Elizabeth had changed. When she'd changed from just another student, albeit with an attitude problem, to an infatuation.

She could pick out girls who had a crush on her with her eyes closed. Constantly seeking her praise, coming up with ridiculous reasons to visit her class or get her attention in lessons. Or shy, unable to make eye contact with her, and flushing furiously red if she ever spoke to them directly.

Elizabeth had been neither. So how had she, in the blink of an eye, got Stephanie risking her whole career to be with her? If she lost her job, she lost everything. And yet being with this bright, vivacious, passionate girl, teaching her about pleasure - and she had to admit it, despite herself, love - was worth it all.

Elizabeth stirred and as her eyes slowly opened and adjusted she looked at Stephanie and smiled, stretching slightly.

"Good morning." Her voice was foggy with sleep.

"Good morning. You slept over."

"I guess I did." She stretched again and lazily pulled herself up to Stephanie's face to kiss her. "Did you sleep well?"

"Very. You were incredible last night. I haven't come like that in a long time."

Elizabeth beamed.

"Really?"

"Really."

"It felt so good, pleasuring you like that. I want to do it all the time. Can we just stay here forever?"

"We can at least until your parents get home and wonder where you are."

"Fuck them. Wanna play?"

Stephanie smiled and in a smooth movement flipped over so she was on top. She kissed Elizabeth before getting up and walking to the antique chest of drawers on the other side of the room. Elizabeth watched. The way her hips swayed and her ass jiggled as she walked drove the girl wild. How could she ever have thought she wasn't attracted to women? The hottest guy on earth couldn't turn her on the way this woman was right now, without even trying.

Stephanie rummaged through the top drawer before pulling something large and white out of it. She grinned at Elizabeth's puzzled expression as she returned, kneeling in front of her and holding it up.

"Know what this is?"

"Some kind of...massager?"

"Sort of." She held it out to Elizabeth who took it from her and looked more closely at it. It had a large, round head and as Elizabeth turned it over she noticed buttons on the side of it. She pressed one and the head began to buzz, before pressing the other and switching it off again. She looked up at Stephanie, a wicked glint in her eye. "You say you wanna play? Here's your toy. Try it."

She watched as Elizabeth held the head against herself.

"Wait." Taking Elizabeth's other hand, she rubbed her fingers over over her wet core and up to her clit. "You don't wanna do it dry."

Elizabeth nodded and tried again, locking eyes with Stephanie as she switched it on. She immediately moaned as the powerful vibration stimulated her. With her free hand she reached out and Stephanie took it, linking their fingers and feeling her own arousal grow as she watched Elizabeth experience the new level of intense pleasure.

"Fuck."

"I know." She moved to straddle Elizabeth's upper thigh and leaned over her so that she, too, was being stimulated by the wand. Their moans of pleasure mingled and grew as Stephanie began to grind against it, increasing the pressure for them both. Elizabeth matched her, their bodies moving in rhythm.

They kissed passionately, the moaning soon turning to hungry cries as they broke breathlessly apart. Stephanie held Elizabeth's face gently as their eyes met, each becoming more turned on by watching the other's pleasure climb to its peak.

"Come with me," panted Stephanie, her movements becoming more urgent and erratic as she thrust herself against the wand. Elizabeth nodded, and, still looking into each other's eyes, they reached their orgasm together.

As it became too intense, Stephanie rolled off of Elizabeth and collapsed on the bed beside her. Elizabeth fumbled to switch off the wand and dropped it before turning her head to face her.

They laughed gently as they kissed, their bodies still trembling and breathing shallow.

"I love you, Steph."

"That's what I was afraid of. I love you too, sweet girl."