The Reunion: Still Falling For You (EN)

chapter 2.5

The next morning, Maya and Carina awoke in the same position as the day before. The same position they had so often been in.

The blonde's hand had traveled down the brunette's back to her buttock.

-"My alarm hasn't gone off yet" said the half-asleep Italian.

- "I know" whispered Maya, coming up to kiss her under the ear. "That's why I know I can finally make love to you when I wake up without having to rush."

- "Wake me up gently then, I want your way of waking me up to crescendo..."

- "I've got just the thing for a gentle wake-up call."

She had Carina lie on her back and had come to gently kiss her whole body. There was no question of arousing her sexual appetite, but rather of waking her up little by little. Her lips were therefore soft and gentle with her skin.

The brunette's body had lifted slightly from the mattress to settle beneath the lips of the woman she loved.

Her eyes were still closed, still in a half-sleep, but the breath of satisfaction that had left her lips was wide awake.

- "bambina ..."

Her nickname had come out in a voice still so sleepy, Maya had come to wonder if the brunette wasn't imagining it was all a dream.

Her lips had descended again, and they had come into contact with her intimacy. And a new breath of satisfaction, bordering on relief, had left the Italian's lips.

"Se solo sapessi quante volte ho sognato le tue labbra...."
[If you knew how many times I've dreamed of your lips....]
Once again, this phrase had come from a sleepy voice.

Maya took her time savoring Carina's body. She couldn't believe this was her first action, the morning of her Olympic race.

"Maya... Sì..."

At least if it was a dream, she was indeed the main character.

Her lips went so slowly over the brunette's sex, she didn't know if she was trying to feed herself from the Italian's body, or if she was trying to make her have an orgasm. 

Even so, the rush of cyprine against her lips made one thing clear: what she was doing to the Italian, was pleasing both her and Carina.

This was confirmed when she felt the Italian's hand against the back of her head.

She'd thought it might be time to speed up, to concentrate on Carina's ball of nerves, but as if the brunette had read her mind, she'd 'answered'.

"Perfetto... Sì hm... Così, bambina"

So ever so slowly Maya had continued to kiss the brunette's sex, she didn't know how to explain, but it was probably her favorite cuni of her life, which she was delivering to the woman of her heart. She liked to lick to give pleasure, but right now, it was as if the brunette had given her the green light to tease her and let this moment last a few dozen minutes.

Eventually, the brunette's moans intensified and became closer together, a little more guttural, more sensual even.

She had wanted to help her reach her orgasm, but Carina had immediately put her foot down.

-"don't, change, anything..." She'd struggled to articulate this sentence in English. She'd never had an orgasm like this. It was torture, but she'd be damned if there was a way to have such an orgasm every morning when she woke up. She would have signed on the spot.

Carina had started moaning in Italian again, and Maya's name practically came up between each moan.

Her moans were long and slow. The blonde had never heard her have such an orgasm, and wondered if this was the first time she'd had one like this. She wondered if this was what Tantrism was like, if this was what Carina was experiencing, because clearly her orgasm was the most beautiful she'd ever seen, and she was the cause of it.