Her Good Girl

Little Friend : Part II

Yoko was nearly panting and her eyes were trained on Faye's lips. She knew that the girl liked to admire every inch of her body as she pleasured her but she was so ready for it to be her "turn"; her body was on fire. Finally Faye leaned in and gave her a surprisingly tender kiss, holding her hands in her hair as she brushed their lips together before softly exploring her mouth.

Yoko moaned into the kiss and moved one of Faye's hands down to her breast, desperate for some contact. She gasped as the girl moved her mouth down below to her jaw and squeezed the mound in her hand, kneading the soft flesh as she nipped and sucked. She looped her arm around Yoko's back and pulled her closer as she continued raving her neck, sucking harshly on her pulse point.

The younger girl let out a moan and tilted her head back, letting Faye's arm around her back support her. Even though Faye was the one in her lap, she loved how the older girl could turn her to mush in her arms so easily. Faye covered her neck with quickly reddening marks and soft bites, soothing everything with strokes of her warm tongue. Eventually Faye pulled away and moved down the bed and out of the younger lap, pulling the small girl with her. Yoko's head rested on her pillow as Faye reached up to turn on the lamp by her bed, bathing everything in a warm glow. She fitted herself between Yoko's legs and went right back to her collarbones, kissing and nipping her way down to her breasts.

The younger girl's chest was heaving as Faye's mouth made its way towards her breast, her hand palming the other. Faye locked her gaze with Yoko's as she licked over the pink nipple, making it harden before taking it between her teeth.

Yoko threaded her hands through Faye's hair to keep it out of her face and let out a whimper when she tugged a little on the hardened bud. Faye released her teeth and covered her nipple with a mouth, sucking and flicking her tongue, before moving to the other. She kissed all around her nipple before she took it between her teeth and tugged a little harder to hear Yoko growl and tighten her grip in her hair.

She soothed it with her warm mouth and soft strokes of her tongue before trailing her wet tongue down her toned stomach, leaving sloppy kisses around her navel and over her hipbone.

Yoko couldn't keep her hips still as the girl worked her mouth over her heated skin, making her centre throb and ache for her touch. She widened her legs further, opening herself up for Faye, resisting the urge to push her head between her thighs.

Faye sat up and ran her nails softly over her stomach and Yoko groaned in frustration. The older girl met her hooded gaze as she continued to her inner thighs and Yoko felt herself clench as she released another rush of wetness. She had been ready for so long but Faye was building her up slowly anyway and it was sweet torture. Keeping their eyes locked, she trailed her nails back down her thighs but she broke her gaze when was met with slick wetness before she even reached her centre.

Faye had never seen Yoko this wet, her entire centre as well as the inside of her thighs glistening with arousal, and her eyes widened when she saw just how worked up the younger girl had gotten. She ran a finger up her drenched folds and Yoko whined before she grabbed her hand.

"No," she panted, and Faye kinked an eyebrow.

"I want your mouth."

Faye smirked and started kissing down her thigh, starting with her knee.

"Like this?"

"Don't tease me P'Faye, you know what I want," Yoko said, exasperated. It was hard to find her sense of humour when she needed relief so badly.

Faye chuckled against her heated skin and shifted lower in the bed as her mouth made its way towards her soaked centre. She licked through the wetness on the inside of her thighs and groaned at the heady taste and scent of Yoko, familiar and exciting.