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never complain about the frequency of sex... At best, couples find an acceptable compromise, even if it doesn't satisfy them completely.


Nicholas Sparks


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Maya and Carina's weekend had finally arrived. Five days. Five short days.

-"I'm not staying cooped up here with you for more than forty-eight hours, no way!" Said the blonde

- "Who was that teasing me a little more than two days ago in the corridors of the hospital?"

- "in a public place my love, nothing was going to happen"

- "speak for yourself, I really wanted you to carry out your threats".
she said, coming to stand in front of Maya who was on the sofa watching television

-"you are not transparent Carina DeLuca-Bishop"

-"Oh no?! And if I take off..." Did she by denuding her shoulder of her silk bathrobe burgundy, to let pass her naked shoulder. Under the captive glance of her wife and however no protest, she completely withdrew her dress, she wore only a string of the same burgundy.

The eyes of Maya had not been able to prevent to go through her body. What the Italian had answered by a smile before biting her lip.

The gynecologist had then approached, she had put her knee on the meridian between the feet of the blonde before going up on all fours along her body.

She had come to approach her mouth of her and before kissing her she had whispered against her lips

- "ciao"

The captain had then approached her face without a word and had immediately taken possession of her lips. Carina had slipped one of her hands under the t-shirt of her wife to come to caress her body. First her abdominal muscles then her chest. But she knew that the breasts of the blonde were one of her biggest weaknesses then she had quickly lowered her hand against her belly.

After a few minutes, the Italian had removed the shirt of her wife: "what are you doing..."

-"I want, just, to feel, your skin, against, mine" she had articulated between their kisses.

Maya had allowed herself to do so and the sensation of the naked chest of one, against that of the other, had been very well received by both women.

The hands of the captain had come to take the buttocks of the brunette in cup, whereas one of those of Carina, had come to place herself in horse between the neck of the blonde and her jaw.

Her other hand had come a few minutes later to slide in the shorts of the captain.

-"Carina ... What are you doing..."

- "more skin..." Did she as she caressed Maya's hip until she could reach from her buttock.

She had then slid slightly to one side of her wife and urged her to come and turn on her side her hand still on her buttock. One of the arms of the blonde was then passed around the neck of the Italian and her second hand always in the same place.

From time to time the captain felt that her wife exhaled a little more heavily against her lips.

- "Are you okay, my love?"

- "I, want, to, moan..."

- "do, you, want, us, to, stop?"

- "never..."

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