Rolling over in bed and feeling her face find Fanny's neck brought a sleepy smile straight to Catherine's lips. She inhaled deeply and decided not to get up just yet. Instead, she slid an arm around the woman's waist and adjusted her body closer to hers.
"Hmmm." - Apparently, the movement had woken the brunette up - "Who'd have guessed?" - She mumbled.
"Hm?"
"You. Being the big spoon." - Fanny said while pulling Catherine closer by the hand so to feel her body against her back.
The blonde smiled. - "I can't help it, you're so delicious." - She teased, brushing her nose on the woman's shoulder.
Fanny closed her eyes and groaned. - "God, my skull is buzzing. How much champagne did we drink last night?"
"I remember at least five bottles darkly."
A pained moan came over Fanny's lips and seeped into the pillow. - "That's how it feels ..."
And Catherine couldn't help it, she felt the hungover as well, but not of alcohol but of Fanny, she was drunk of love.
It was like if Fanny had lift Catherine's feet off the ground and now Catherine was flying, she found the wings she yearned for so long.
And just like that, intertwined in a soft hug, both women fell asleep once again. There were no worries troubling their minds, just plain simple happiness. They were able to rest for about two more hours in each other's arms until Fanny's alarm buzzed, forcing them to work. It was the last Monday on set and, although they were already done shooting, there were always last minute adjustments to be expected.
They had stayed up into the early hours of the morning the night before, dancing, laughing, and making love. The opportunity to sleep in didn't come often, so they took it whenever they had the chance. Catherine's libido had been insatiable as of late.
Fanny's too. But Catherine really couldn't get enough of the brunette. It seemed lately that she was craving Fanny almost every hour of the day.
It had started to drive her a bit crazy, and she kept finding excuses throughout the workday to go and see Fanny.
Catherine stirred a bit in the bed, her face still snuggled into Fanny's neck, brown hair tickling her nose. She pressed a few kisses to the delicate tanned skin there.
Catherine loved Fanny's neck. Well, she loved everything about her. But Fanny's neck, in particular was simply exquisite. Catherine's favorite spot was where the backs of Fanny's ears met her neck.
She always smelled so sweet there, and Catherine wanted to breathe her scent in and remember it forever. She continued to kiss along the column of Fanny's neck, before moving much lower, to her collarbones, and sternum.
Fanny moved a bit, letting out a pleasant sigh. Catherine reached for one of Fanny's hands and pressed a kiss to the palm, watching her still sleeping fiancée to see if she would wake up. She didn't wake up, but a small smile did make its way across her face.
Catherine smiled to herself as she kissed Fanny's palm again before releasing her hand. Catherine moved so that she was lying partially on top of the other woman, and continued to kiss Fanny's sternum, and chest.
She placed a reverent kiss over Fanny's heart, and paused for a moment to listen to her heartbeat, relaxing into the rise and fall of the brunette's chest. While Catherine rested her head on Fanny's chest, she brought up a hand to start caressing Fanny's breast, her thumb slowly teasing one of her dark pink nipples.
Fanny moaned and clenched her thighs together a bit.
Catherine moved to swirl her tongue around one of the inviting nipples, and looked up to see if there was a response. Fanny's brow furrowed slightly, and she let out another pleasant little moan as she started to breathe a bit faster.
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She's Still My Affinity
RomanceThe year is 2001, soon a movie called 8 Femmes will be filmed in France, its director aspires to have the best 8 French actresses of their generation, everything seems to be there, the ideal recipe for a success, but two of those great ladies hide s...