“Trust me.”
Nova held her right hand out, the same hand that dawdled and traveled to parts Millie never knew about, the same hand that sent chills of pleasure pulsing through her last night. She eyed her lover’s hand fixedly, contemplating her thoughts about last night.
“I know you feel unsure,” Nova assured her. This time, Millie dared to look directly at her lover. “but I’m as inexperienced as you are.” Nova added, her head nonchalantly bobbed to the right as she gazed back at Millie. Her obsidian eyes giving out their usual intensity of certainty, a strand of hair slightly cloaking her right eye, her right hand still bare of Millie’s touch.
Millie abhorred being surmounted by anyone’s control. Nova Clementine’s towering stature of 5”10, intent stare, and utmost seriousness basically made Nova ooze with supremacy. The irrevocable fact that Millie loves this woman in front of her doesn’t help. Unlike most miscreants who wear their power over people around their necks, Nova on the other hand is somewhat one of the good eggs; if that makes sense.
“I’m sorry.” Millie finally whispered, she took Nova’s hand as she shoved her thoughts about her qualms in bed last night.
“You’re at it again.” Softness evident in Nova’s tone. She took a step towards Millie, closing whatever space there was between them. “You don’t have to apologize for everything.” Nova placed Millie’s palm on her right cheek, closing her eyes as she took her warmth in. She pulled Millie closer, her left hand on Millie’s back as her right hand combed through the back of her head, lightly scratching and tangling with the Millie’s hair. Nova’s jaw clenched and unclenched, her breathing slowly escalating into lengthy draws of air.
“Is this okay?” She asked Millie when she breathed her shampoo’s scent, her lips travelled to Millie’s forehead and lingered- waiting for an answer. Nova leaned back to allow a bit of space between the two of them, lifting her lips from Millie’s forehead.
“Yes.” Millie managed to say. She raised her head to look at Nova only to realize that she was waiting for her to do the same, her lover’s eyes glassy and unfocused. She broke her stare and decided to gaze at Nova’s lips instead.
“Oh, what shall I do to you?” Nova took a small step back and began tracing Millie’s right bare shoulder and arm with her index finger, letting her nail lightly dig into Millie’s skin while her right hand aptly grasping Millie’s shoulder. Her eyes following her left hand’s movements.
“What a nuisance you are my dear.” She added “You drive me wild, I suppose you indulge on your dominance over me.” She leaned over Millie’s right ear and whispered, slowly tugging on her earlobe as she finished what she had to say.
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RomanceProbably a respectable lesbian-smut story. You'll be the judge of it. What more do I have to say?