The sound of a door closing inturrupts Lauren's show. Nine o'clock is when Marsai strolls in, with a soft shut of the room door. She smells fresh of the 'Daisy' perfume that she always spritzed herself in every morning and her eyes full of light. She leans back against the door, eyes closed; opening them to meet curious emerald ones.
"Hey."
Is what breaks the silence causing the brunette to cut her eyes across the room. "Hey."
"How was your date?"
The older of the two bit her lip to hide her grin as she slipped her heels off and made her way to her fiancée. She moved to kiss her sweetly and laid next to her. "So good. He took me to this exclusive place in Atlanta that hast even opened yet and then to his pent house. Goodness Lauren, you should've seen the view. Almost had you beat for our first date." She giggled goofily.
"No way, nothing could beat that." She shakes her head and fake offense.
"Of course not because you were the one that made me fall, after all." She voices rolling off the bed on to her feet. She walks her way to the bathroom, beginning her nightly routine. "Did you find you any company? I know we were supposed to be together but Zachariah and I have had this day planned and it just completely slipped my mind."
The raven-haired woman looked to where her woman began to undress as she talked. She watch the slender woman strip with hooded eyes and a raised brow as she listened. "I understand, but no. As entertaining as that would be, no one has peaked my interest here."
Marsai peeked out and stared as her, trying to decipher the woman. "You are interested in someone?" She asks, curiously. She knew the girl was good with focusing on two partners at a time including herself. The last few trips, she'd been spending time alone so she was piqued now. "Who?"
"Nobody, Marsai." She lied, looking through her lashes. "Just focusing on work." She voices, a blonde hair woman, suddenly evading her thoughts. She ran her tongue over her teeth as her eyes focused back on the tv, her thoughts running as her employee was thought of.
Marsai searched her face once more before shrugging and retiring to the shower. She got in and let the water run over her as she thought of the man caressing her body once more.
Lauren looked through the mirror spotting her wife in the shower and pulled out her phone. Although it was a small conversation, the minute Dinah crossed her mind, she couldn't seem to get her out. The thoughts started sweet as she missed the Polynesian but slowly escalated as she began think of the risqué text she was sent just moments earlier. It was an image of the younger girl showing off her new piercing. She opened the texted feeling the pulse in her dick as she stared at the photo. The girl was laying down with a pink crop top and pink thongs to match. Under the skimpy panties was a small visible piercing that wasn't there before she left.
Lauren gripped the base of her cock that laid semi-hard under her big t-shirt and sucked air in through her teeth. She quickly snapped a photo and sent it back, texting 'Are you trying to kill me?'
Diana Jade: Maybe. 🥴
Lauren brought her palm to her mouth and ran her tongue across it before gripping her shaft again slightly tighter, stroking herself slowly. Her head fell back at the friction, popping up when another image was sent. Dinah's bare breasts appeared on screen, engraving themselves in her brain. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared, her dick reaching full solidity. "Fuck." She murmured.
Her wrist sped up slightly, flicking in quick strokes her thumb brushing over the sesitive tip, causing her to shudder. More images flooded her phone. Dinah knew she was watching and that alone caused her pulse to quicken.
A pause in the string of text caused the raven-haired woman to groan as she fisted her dick in her hand. Lauren made use of the images but nothing could make it feels as good as Dinah's own hands. She closed her eyes imagining her plush lips on her and those honey-colored eyes boring into her own as she takes her soul with a soft flick of her wrists. Her wrist speed up once more at the thought, a low drawled out moan slipping from her lips.
It was the five minute video that pushed her to her climax. She opened her mouth to lick her hand once more and grabbed herself, rubbing over her slit before flicking her wrist again, her chest heaving at the sight of a dainty fingers entering the hot and wet mouth of her lover. Plump pink lips wrapped around the two digits as they slid down her throat causing the most erotic noises to fill her ears.
She breathed heavy as her legs began to quiver reaching her end. She immediately went to the camera to film the the splatter of her cum across her milky thighs. Her balls tightened as she milked her cock with her hand with a deep sigh. The video ended and she grabbed the white rag on her nightstand that she had conveniently sat there and cleaned herself just as the shower shut off. Lauren put away the dirty laundry and crawled back in bed to send her video, feeling slightly sedated from her me-time.
"That was hot."
Marsai spoke from the doorway of the bathroom, tying her robe closed. "Fuck, that was hot."
Pale cheeks burned red, but her infamous smirk remained on her face, "So are you." She said, eyes following up oiled legs. She took her bottom lip between her teeth, looking her fiancé in the eyes. Her mind running with dirty thoughts after the texts she saw. She began craving more than just her right hand.
The brunette made her way to the bed and crawled up to her lover. Her nose bumped against her neck and she kissed the soft skin right under her ear. Her tongue grazing her lobe, "Marsi.." Lauren's breath hitched, her head turning to catch pink lips in a kiss. It started slow but slowly turned as a hand came to grip the base of her neck.
Their tongue danced together as Marsai brought her closer, a hand tangled in her hair pulling her back roughly, lips attached to her neck sucking harshly causing a soft groan to escape her fiancée's lips. "Baby..." Lauren smirked, licking to her jugular slightly biting on her area before kissing to her collar bones. "Laur..." She whined, trying to grab the greedy girl's attention but she wasn't having it. Lauren pulled apart the silk robe, her kisses getting lower as her fiancée's breathing got heavier. "Lauren...I have to tell you something." She said before her train of thought was lost.
Lauren pouted, and put her focus on the girl under her laughing quietly. "Yes ma'am?" Her smile faltering as she heard the serious tone in the girl's voice.
"We...um- Zachariah and I...when we were together...we went..."
"Spit it out." Lauren said, getting impatient with a brow raised.
Eyes trainee to the ground as she mentally prepared for what was next. "Zach, he didn't- we didn't use a condom. He went raw."
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and i- oop!
y'all got to meet wifey.
