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After a second, Palmer moved into Elizabeth’s body, standing between her spread legs, and wrapped her arms around Elizabeth’s shoulders, pulling her face against her chest. Elizabeth, for her part, lifted at Palmer’s shirt until Palmer took the hint and removed it herself, leaving her in only her bra and underwear. Then, Elizabeth pulled back enough to take in Palmer’s body, met her eyes, and gave her the softest smile before pressing her lips against Palmer’s skin between her breasts. Palmer felt that kisseverywhere. Her toes curled at the intimate touch of Elizabeth’s hand cupping her breast over her bra. Her nipples hardened, and she wanted more.

“Lie back,” she requested.

Elizabeth looked up at her.

“Lie back, beautiful,” Palmer requested again, cupping Elizabeth’s cheeks. “I want to touch you.”

Elizabeth nodded slowly. She moved until she was lying on the bed, her head against the pillows. Palmer stood at the end of the bed and just looked at her, her Queen. Then, she undid the clasp on her own bra and let it fall to the floor. Elizabeth’s eyes widened and darkened at the same time. Palmer watched her swallow. Then, she reached for the underwear she’d put on after her shower that morning, having no idea that she’d be taking them off in front of Elizabeth later. She moved onto the bed and crawled her way to the top of it in order to hover over her girlfriend.

“You’re overdressed,” Palmer said, trying to relieve some of the tension that had entered the room the momenttheyhad.

“You’re perfect,” Elizabeth replied, cupping the back of Palmer’s neck.

Palmer pressed her body fully into Elizabeth’s but knew she needed to feel the skin on skin, so she lifted up, allowing Elizabeth to do the same thing she did earlier. Then, she watched her girlfriend arch her back to reach for the clasp on her bra, and that pale pink garment with the tiny bow was pulled off, revealing Elizabeth’s flesh-pink nipples in a nearly matching shade. Palmer sat up then, looked down at Elizabeth’s body, and bit her lower lip. She’d never seen something so beautiful in her entire life.

When Palmer looked down at the matching bikinis, noticing the dark wet spot between her girlfriend’s thighs, she gasped out, “Oh, fuck! Did I just sayfuck? I’m sorry,” she added.

Elizabeth laughed a little and suggested, “You can take them off if you want.”

“I do want,” Palmer replied.

She slid her fingers to the hem of the bikinis and danced them over the fabric, making Elizabeth squirm beneath her.

“You’re so wet,” Palmer noted.

“I told you, I want this, love. Take them off, please.”

Palmer smirked, pulled at the bikinis until they were completely off, dropped them on the floor next to the bed, and spread Elizabeth’s legs, revealing everything to her greedy eyes. Then, licking her own lips, she thought about what she wanted to do first. Remembering why she wanted Elizabeth’s clothes off in the first place, Palmer moved back on top of her, pressing their flesh fully together for the first time.

“Oh, God,” Elizabeth gasped out.

“Yeah,” Palmer echoed, wishing she had something more eloquent she could’ve said to describe this moment.

Elizabeth’s legs spread wider on their own, allowing Palmer to settle more fully between her thighs, her hands moved to Palmer’s lower back, and she began to move her hips, encouraging Palmer to do the same. Palmer lowered into her at the same time she met Elizabeth’s lips with her own. She dragged her tongue along Elizabeth’s lower lip before sliding it inside her mouth. Elizabeth moaned. Her hands lowered to Palmer’s ass, which she cupped and pressed down into herself.

Palmer moaned then. She disconnected their mouths, needing air, before moving her lips to Elizabeth’s neck. She licked and sucked on the skin, listening to Elizabeth’s sounds as she moved her hips and her lips around her body. She lowered her mouth until her lips pressed to the spot where that tiny pink bow had been moments earlier, and she cupped Elizabeth’s right breast in her hand, feeling the hard nipple in her palm. Her lips moved to Elizabeth’s other breast, kissing around the nipple until Elizabeth’s sounds enticed her toward the peak. Palmer sucked it into her mouth, squeezing the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger.

“Oh,” Elizabeth gasped. “Yes.”

Palmer thought she’d come just from that. She grunted loudly, which made Elizabeth laugh.

“Need something?” Elizabeth asked.

“Yes, you,” Palmer stated, releasing her nipple with a pop and looking up at her with hungry eyes. “But we’ve got time, so I’ll be patient.”

“How patient?” Elizabeth asked seriously.

“Notthatpatient,” Palmer replied.

“Good,” Elizabeth said.

Palmer smiled and returned her attention to Elizabeth’s breasts, loving how full and soft they felt in her palm and between her lips, but especially, how good the hardened peaks felt when she ran the flat of her tongue over them. When she lowered her lips farther, Elizabeth gave a whimper at the loss of contact between her legs. Palmer kissed her way down until she settled between Elizabeth’s thighs. She kissed and licked the inside of them, taking in the scent of Elizabeth’s desire for her and feeling her own hips rock on their own against the mattress.

Palmer licked closer and closer, listening to Elizabeth’s whimpers and cries for her to continue until she couldn’t take it anymore. She spread Elizabeth with two fingers, seeing her fully for the first time, and licked her lips at the sight. Elizabeth was wet, swollen, and ready. Palmer had done that to her.

“I love you,” she said.

Then, she slid her tongue slowly from Elizabeth’s entrance to the tip of her clit.