Hotel Romance

They held hands and started walking down the street, enjoying the beautiful evening.

After a few minutes of silence, Villanelle spoke up. "You know, Eve," she said softly. "This is the first time we haven't planned anything in a long time."

Eve nodded, "I know," she said, smiling at her. "It feels nice, doesn't it?" "Like we're just normal people, enjoying our time together."

Villanelle squeezed Eve's hand, feeling content and happy. "I never thought I'd say this," she said, teasingly, "but normal is kind of nice."

"So I've noticed," Eve replied.

 Villanelle turned to her with a playful grin. "What do you say we have a little picnic?" she suggested.

 "I like your idea, baby. "But we'll need some supplies first."

Together, they headed to a nearby grocery store, picking out some fresh strawberries, a selection of cheeses and crackers, and a bottle of chilled champagne.

When they found a beautiful spot on the grass, they spread out a large blanket and started to unpack the food. Eve helped Villanelle set up the platter of strawberries and cheese, and they poured two glasses of champagne. Both women indulged in simple pleasures.

 The strawberries were sweet and juicy, the cheese was sharp and tangy, and the champagne was crisp and bubbly. They chatted and laughed, enjoying the warm sunshine and the cool breeze. The moment felt simple and down-to-earth, yet incredibly intimate and special.

Villanelle leaned forward and kissed Eve passionately. Her fingers trailed along her body, pressing against her hips as she tried to move them closer. When the kiss ended, she moved to lay back down and looked into her girlfriend's eyes, loving the joy that radiated from her.

The blonde pulled Eve onto her lap and kissed her again, this time softer and slower.

The warmth of the sun on their skin and the gentle breeze in their hair made the moment feel almost too perfect. Eve felt herself starting to relax and let go of the fear that had been gripping her for so long.

But then, as if out of nowhere, a feeling of panic washed over her. She looked over at Villanelle, taking in every detail of her features—the curve of her lips, the spark in her eyes, the way her hair tumbled over her forehead. The thought of losing her was almost unbearable.

"Eve, what's wrong?" Villanelle asked, sensing the change in her mood.

Eve hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to voice her fears. But then she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I'm just... afraid," she said.

"Afraid of what?" Villanelle asked with concern etched on her face.

"Of losing you," Eve admitted, her eyes filling with tears. "Of something happening to you or us." " I don't know what I'd do without you."

Villanelle's eyes softened, and she reached out to take Eve's hand. "Eve, listen to me," she said, her voice full of love and reassurance. "I'm not going anywhere." We've been through so much together, and we've always come out on the other side. I love you."

"Baby," Villanelle said after a few minutes of silence. "Do you remember how our lives were when we first met?"

"How could I forget?" Eve responded and looked at her beautiful face.

"I was wearing a pink tulle dress and murdering people for a living," the blonde said.

Eve shook her head, her laughter bubbling up. "Yeah, it wasn't exactly the most conventional introduction," she said.

"But look where we are now," the blonde said, her voice softening. "Together, in this beautiful city, we are just enjoying each other's company."

Eve leaned her head against Villanelle's shoulder, feeling content and at peace. "It's not perfect," she said after a moment. "But it's our life, and I wouldn't want to go through it with anyone else."

Villanelle pressed a kiss to the top of Eve's head. "Me neither," she said, her voice full of love.  

Eve leaned into her embrace, feeling safe and comforted in her arms.

"Thank you," she whispered, feeling the weight of her fears lift slightly.

"Always," Villanelle said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

They lay there for a few more minutes, the only sounds being the gentle rustle of the trees.

"Come on," Villanelle said suddenly, standing up and holding out her hand. "Let's go for a walk."

Eve smiled, feeling her heart lighten. She took her girlfriend's hand, and they walked through the fields, hand in hand.

And it was the strangest thing, as they ambled along, just the two of them, that as soon as Eve glanced at Villanelle, everything became clearer and less complicated. Life was simple again. There was freedom and purity in walking beside her.

They went back to their hotel room and took a relaxing shower together. They got dressed to be comfortable, with matching black silk robes.

Villanelle put on makeup and stunning jewelry, making her girlfriend look at her suspiciously.

"What are you doing? Are we going out tonight, baby? I thought we were staying here. Said Eve, smiling coyly.

Villanelle leaned in and planted a tender kiss on her lover's lips. "Yes, honey," she whispered, moving away from her and settling into a lounge chair, putting her feet in Eve's lap. "Tonight, we're spending some quality time without leaving this building."

The blonde woman smirked, looking up at her girlfriend's face. "Come here, baby," she said, standing up and reaching for her lover, giving her a long, sensual kiss. "Get yourself comfortable; I'll be back very soon." 

Later that evening, when the sun had set and the lights of the city had come on, they went down to the lobby and took a glass elevator hand in hand. In a couple of minutes, they arrived at a private terrace. It was a breathtaking sight. It was expansive, with sweeping views of the city that seemed to stretch out forever.

The garden was lush and verdant, with a riot of colors bursting forth from every corner. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers. A table had been set up, adorned with flickering candles and a beautifully arranged meal. Eve gasped, taking in the stunning view of the city. 

"Villanelle, what is all of this?" she asked, her eyes wide with surprise.
"It's a surprise, Eve," the blonde said, pulling out a chair for her. "Sit down, and let's enjoy the moment." 
"This is incredible," she said, looking around at the beautiful setup. "You didn't have to do all of this."
Villanelle shrugged, pulling out a chair for Eve. "I wanted to," she said. "Plus, I figured we deserved something special," she said, pulling out Eve's chair and helping her sit down. "After all, we did just escape a group of assassins and make our way to Stockholm."

They chatted and laughed as they enjoyed their meal, savoring every bite of the delicious food. It was the best they'd ever eaten, and they decided to share everything.

When they finished, they kissed and returned to the chairs. They sat silently for a few moments, looking out over the city, content and peaceful. 

"We haven't done this in a while," Villanelle said, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on Eve's forehead. "We're just enjoying each other's company, right?"

"Right," Eve replied. "We're doing pretty well with that, aren't we?" she said, glancing at her girlfriend.

Villanelle gave a rueful smile, running a hand through Eve's hair. "Yes, baby."

"Let's look at what we have here, shall we?" As they walked around, the couple found a secluded area that kept the openness of the terrace but gave space for warmth and cozy intimacy. The seating area was soft and comfortable, with plush pillows and blankets, perfect for snuggling and enjoying the view.

The sounds of the city were muted here, and they felt like they were in their world, where nothing else mattered. "We can stay and sleep here, and we will be even more comfortable than in our room."

"I don't know how you do this. You never cease to amaze me, Villanelle."

"I'm in love..."

Villanelle brushed Eve's hair back and trailed her lips across her cheek, whispering something Eve couldn't quite hear. She kissed her again, nipping gently on her lip.

Did I tell you that no one is going to bother us here, We have this whole space to ourselves. She said that and poured another glass of champagne for them both. "No one will know what happens in here, it's our little paradise," she added.

The blonde reached behind her neck, unhooked a golden chain, and let it drop to the ground. Her eyes glistened in the candlelight, and she brought her arms around her girlfriend's shoulders.

Their tongues danced against each other, meeting halfway in between, touching as though seeking contact, trying to taste the other's tongue.

Their breaths mingled in the air, wafting upward and dissipating slowly. 

"Come here, baby," Villanelle whispered, pulling Eve close. She wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist, planting a deep kiss against her mouth. Their tongues darted in and out, seeking contact, exchanging heat, and creating friction.

"I've missed you so much," Villanelle said, keeping her lips locked tightly onto her girlfriend's. "How long has it been since we made love? Two years"

"Do you mean two  hours?" Eve teased her, sliding her hands up to hold onto her girlfriend's hips.

"I want you, my precious, so bad," she groaned. " Eve was close, kissing her deeply, then leading her to the edge of the terrace. She wrapped her arms around her from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder as they gazed out at the city. The lights glittered and twinkled, and the sound of laughter and the music playlist Villanelle chose for them filled the air.

"This is going to be special," Villanelle said quietly. "When we left London, we didn't even pack anything. We had only our memories, and we created our reality,"

But enough talking, she winked and said, "Ven mi amor," and grabbed the bottle of champagne off the bar and carried it over to the pool.

Once there, she opened the cold bottle, carefully pouring two flutes. She handed one to Eve.

They sat down together at the poolside and began kissing. Their lips met, opening wider as their tongues played in each other's mouths. Eve ran her hands through her girlfriend's blond hair, taking delight in the soft texture of it.

Villanelle took Eve's hands as they stood up. "Now, I have you. I have you every day," she said, grabbing Eve's face in her hands.

Her skin glistened in the moonlight. Eve watched, mesmerized, as Villanelle slowly removed her robe, revealing her body in all its glory.

A flush crept up Eve's chest as she gazed upon the stunning creature standing before her. Her legs quivered, her toes curling as her mouth went dry Villanelle saw the change in her expression the awe and reverence that radiated from her lover—and smiled knowingly. Her gaze flickered down to Eve's exposed thighs, a slow-burning flame running through her veins.

Her naked form glistened in the moonlight, the pale ivory color of her skin illuminated. Her slim waist and luscious curves flowed like liquid silk in the warm waters of the pool. Eve shivered as she saw the dots of moisture gather between her breasts, dripping onto the floor of the pool, splashing softly in the ripples.

Lifting her chin slightly, Eve watched as Villanelle climbed into the water, moving toward her, silently guiding her body around her lover. Moving closer, Eve stood inches away, gazing into her hazel eyes, watching as they became glassy with lust as her breaths grew heavier and faster.

 Villanelle reached out, and Eve followed her lead to the edge of the pool. The sounds of crashing waves against the shore filled the air around them.

Their movements were slow and sensual; each touch crescendoed. The water caressed their skin, as if it were alive, responding to their every move; the water was part of it, joining them, becoming one with their bodies, creating an atmosphere of togetherness.

As their mouths opened and tongues teased each other, there was fire in their eyes, and loud words of passion and emotion poured off their lips as they shared a passionate kiss.   Eve felt something warm and wet sliding along her thigh. Her legs parted instinctively, giving her hips to Villanelle as she sank into the water, and slid lower, drawing Eve closer until they were nose-to-nose.

"Villanelle," she whispered into her ear. "I need to...

She surprised Eve by saying, "I know, and I need it too," while kissing her and placing a rubber cock between their legs. 

"Oh my god, you have thought of everything," Eve said, laughing nervously as she stared at the toy in Villanelle's hand.

"Of course, " Villanelle replied with a coy smile.

"Let me guess, of course, that it's waterproof and has a vibrator mode," Eve teased.

"Mhm, mhm," the blonde hummed, going down on her neck.

"And," she continued, licking her way down to Eve's navel, “of course, it's lined with lubricant?”

Villanelle  turned her face into the curve of Eve's neck, kissing along her throat.

"You're lucky," she said with a husky laugh, rising to kiss Eve deeply.

It wasn't fair, that she could be so tender and soft yet still possess the ability to turn Eve on so fucking hard and leave her wanting more.

"Me too," she replied, gently stroking Eve's cheek, before licking along her earlobe.

Eve arched her back, pushing her tongue into her lover's mouth, kissing her, whispering naughty things against her lips.

Villanelle's hazel eyes sparkled with longing as she gazed at her girlfriend, watching as Eve spread her legs wider, arching her back.

She began rubbing her leg with the dildo, the pleasure traveling up her thigh. Her hand crept up her torso, trailing kisses down her chest and stomach, pressing further into her sex, taking the space that she needed, opening her body, and feeling how she allowed her to enter.

She smiles as she rubs her thigh with the toy.

"Oh god, baby," Eve said, biting her lip as she placed her hands on either side of her hips, bringing her deeper.

 She closed her eyes, feeling as if she were floating. It felt so good to surrender, and allow Villanelle to take charge. Her sex throbbed with need,  craving the thick rubber toy that slid inside her body. Her mouth watered at the taste of Villanelle's saliva as her fingers traced along the smooth lines of her body.

With each stroke, Eve was thrusting herself closer and closer toward orgasm. As Villanelle kissed her breasts and sucked her nipples, Eve could feel the hot waves crashing against her clit, eager to fill her.

"Ah, oh god," she groaned loudly, pressing her hands into the cool surface of the pool, holding on for dear life. The vibrations increased inside her sex, coursing through her sweet spot, stimulating her clit, and penetrating her deep and hard. "My god," she moaned, biting her lip, and clutching the edge of the wall.

"That's right," Villanelle cooed, rubbing Eve's clit with the toy, shooting bolts of electricity through her pussy, "squeeze it, baby." That's all for you. I can go for hours if it's you.

Eve tried to stay silent as the toys danced against her, coating her lips with slickness. Her body thrashed against Villanelle's, feeling the waves crash against her insides, eager to fill her. She gasped, fighting for air as the sensation grew stronger. 

The vibrations inside her sex increased dramatically, sending shivers up her spine. Eve clawed at the pool edge, moaning softly. 

Her girlfriend penetrated her deeply and sensually. Her body twitched uncontrollably, tears welling in her eyes as she looked into Villanelle's eyes, and she pushed herself further into her lover.

They fucked against the sides of the pool, Eve moaning softly as she stared out at the dark blue of their little oasis. The stars hung overhead, bathing the space in beauty, and she focused intently on the flickering lights in the darkness.

The rhythmic motion increased in speed, the size of the toy rubbing harder against her swollen pussy. As her body jerked wildly beneath Villanelle, the toy made its way down her thighs, squeezing her hips, while grinding her clit with powerful strokes. Her sex ached, begging for release.

And then it happened.

In one intense moment, she knew she would explode. Villanelle withdrew from her, taking her time, slowing down the pace of their movements, and watching Eve writhe and cry out, as wave after wave of pure pleasure surged through her. Eve pulled her knees into her chest, pushing her chin against the tile of the pool as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The bliss continued unabated, rippling throughout her body.

"Eve," Villanelle cooed, running her fingers through her girlfriend's hair. "Let me help you, my love."

She took hold of her waist, still holding her firmly. The brunette whined quietly as she was spun around, raised high above the water, looking down upon the oasis below.

Villanelle moaned softly, unable to fight off her own emotions. Eve dipped low, pressing their lips together, her fingers tracing along her stomach. "I love you, Villanelle."

"Eve," she breathed, opening her eyes and gazing into her lover's face. "There is nothing I wouldn't do for you, anything at all."

The warm water embraces them, and they remain calm and hold each other. The Asian woman lowered herself further, allowing Villanelle to take control of their kiss, her tongue filling her lover's mouth.

"You were not wrong about saying that I'm prepared for everything."

Villanelle took another one. " This is designed for two lovers, like you and me. Tell me, baby, can I  get inside you again? looking at her expectantly.

"Yes, please." She asked, tilting her hips forward.

The blonde drove the larger silicon toy deep inside her sex and the other part inside Eve at the same time. And let her fingertips run along her smooth thigh, delighting in the temperature of the water.

Villanelle starts driving the rigid toy deeper inside her body, She moaned as Eve sucked on her breasts, taking them one by one deeper into her mouth. Villanelle's sex flooded as the thick rubber cock spread wide and pleasured her. With each pass, she started getting faster.

"God damn you, you are big, " Eve moaned, leaning back in the water, and sucking on her girlfriend's breast. Her toes curled, feeling the warmth of the water.

The blonde had gotten more excited as she plunged deeper inside of Eve, and once the length of the toy covered the whole of her sex as well, Villanelle felt herself wanting more. The rhythm of the toy started increasing, vibrating deeper and deeper within her sex. Eve continued sucking her girlfriend's breast, her thumb teasing her sensitive nipple.

Villanelle sighed deeply, burying her nose in her lover's wet hair, and grinding her body against hers. They rocked in unison, thrusting hard and deep, Villanelle fucking herself with the vibrating cock deep inside her, driving her body toward her lover to penetrate her, wanting more and more, desiring to orgasm with Eve, imagining what would happen when the two lovers are in the pool.

The brunette clutched Villanelle tight, unable to escape the moment. Her hips bucked with each thrust, and she felt her heart racing with anticipation. Her body quivered, clinging to her lover, her heart pounding wildly.

They rode each other close and tight, each one holding on for dear life The pool echoed with the sound of water splashing as they thrust forward. Their chests heaving, they caught their breath between kisses.

"Fuck!" Villanelle growled, driving the toy deeper inside her body. Eve met her thrusts, grinding hard and deep, feeling herself start climbing towards her second peak. "Oh my God, fuck! Don't stop…

Eve did as instructed, thrusting forward with vigor.

"Fuck," Villanelle cried, pulling herself tight to her body, desperate to give herself more pleasure.

She could feel Eve growing harder and tighter as she ground against her toy.

Villanelle muttered into her ear. "Harder baby, I am...close ."

Eve kept driving, loving how hard she felt inside and the intensity of the feeling, driving deep inside Villanelle.

 The strap pushed against her cervix, pressing in hard. With each thrust, she got closer to the second orgasm. The blonde could feel herself building into a powerful wave. As soon as the last drop fell from the tip, Eve slammed into her, fully immersing herself in her lover's sex.  She gasped for air, clutching onto Villanelle's shoulder.

"So close," she panted, squeezing Villanelle. She wrapped her arms around her lover, forcing them closer together. Villanelle kissed her passionately, swallowing her mouth, fucking her with hard strokes. They were overwhelmed by the intense feelings they shared as they kissed.

Villanelle screamed out loud, gasping and crying out. Her nails dug into Eve's body, urging her to go faster.

The lovers pressed their bodies together,  aching for release. As they came together, Villanelle let out a few pained cries as her orgasm lasted longer than ever. The pleasure was a perfect mixture of bliss and pain. She closed her eyes, willing herself to recover.

 They stayed like that for several minutes, holding on tight. She took Eve's head in her hands, gently pushing her off, smiling and chuckling when Eve mumbled something incoherent, before pulling her back into the embrace. She kissed her softly, lingering on her lips.

"Wow," Eve breathed, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. "That was..."

Villanelle grinned. "I know.  "Baby, I'll take care of you."

Eve gave her a shy smile. "It was the most wonderful experience."

Villanelle laughed, resting her head on Eve's shoulder. "Yes, it was," she murmured into her ear.

They made their way out of the pool. Villanelle dries her and her girlfriend's bodies with such care and covers her body with the robe. Taking her to the warm and secluded area from the terrace 

As they lay down on the cushions, the night breeze stroked across their bare skin, blowing past them. They shared another tender kiss before falling asleep in each other's arms. their skin glowing under the stars as they lay bare before one another.

The terrace was alive with the flicker of stars, casting a brilliant glow over Villanelle's magnificent body. The couple was lying still and silent, their bodies still entwined.

Eve woke up an hour later, after their intense night of love. Her heart raced as her body still felt the tremors of their love. She looked at her lover, her eyes fixed on her, under the starry sky.

Minutes later, Villanelle turned to her, her eyes filled with tenderness and love. "Good morning," she murmured into her ear.

Eve smiled sheepishly. "Hi."

They sat up slowly, taking in their surroundings. The night sky shone above them, pure white, an ocean of stars reflecting over their little oasis. "Are you okay, baby? Do you need something?"

"I have never been better, Villanelle," she said, her eyes full of emotion. "I have never been happier." She snuggled into Villanelle's arms, burying her face in her chest. "Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you so much for this night."

"Stop, baby, we deserve everything, and you deserve everything."

Villanelle's stunning figure was on full display, her skin open and completely surrendered to the light of the stars. Her hazel eyes sparkled with longing as she looked at Eve, who watched her girlfriend in mesmerized admiration. The sight left her breathless, her heart beating fast as she watched her girlfriend's shapely form.

"God, I want you," Eve whispered.

Villanelle nuzzled her neck. "Oh, is that what you need?"

Eve exhaled, slightly arching her back, allowing the starry sky to frame her delicate body. She sighed contentedly. "Can you blame me? 

. "Me too." Villanelle spoke and rested her head on her shoulder, enjoying the gentle touch. Her hazel eyes glimmered with longing as she drank in the sight of her girlfriend.

Eve lay under a warm towel, exposed to her lover, as their skin touched and their lips met in sensual kisses.

The brunette sighed, "This feels like heaven," and kissed her girlfriend's soft lips. Villanelle tumbled onto her back and hugged  her tightly, wrapping her waist, slipping her tongue inside Eve's mouth, where it intertwined with hers as she tightly clutched and kissed her lover. 

The brunette sighed, "This feels like heaven," and kissed her girlfriend's soft lips. Villanelle tumbled onto her back and hugged Eve tightly, wrapping her waist. Her tongue slipped inside her mouth and intertwined with hers as she tightly clutched and kissed her.

"My God," Eve murmured between kisses, feeling utterly intoxicated.

Villanelle's body was a work of art, every curve and crevice sculpted to perfection, and Eve was lost in the sheer beauty of it all.

Eve moaned in response, leaning into the kiss. her body responding with eager abandon. Together, they were like two stars colliding, creating an explosion of fervor and rapture.

They were completely immersed in each other, their bodies writhing and wriggling as they explored the depths of their love. Their emotions were heightened; their bodies were above each other, skin to skin, becoming one entity, unable to separate themselves from each other.

For a moment, there was nothing else, but the kiss. No thoughts, no doubts—just unbridled love and emotion. As they kissed and loved each other, their faces twisted in expressions of ecstasy, their bodies writhing together in a magnificent display of sensuality.  

The urge to touch her made Eve shiver, her mouth opening wider to suck more air into her lungs, while she waited impatiently for a reaction from her lover.

The reactions started small and slowly built up. What started as a simple twist of the wrist led to some truly erotic as they were completely surrendered to each other, their skin to skin, As Eve gasped, letting out little whimpering sounds of pleasure, she felt Villanelle pull her hips closer, opening her legs wider, allowing the full length of her length to sink inside her and stroke slowly, creating friction, stimulating the tight folds of Eve's sex.

Her legs tightened further, squishing the two women closer, pressing them together, leaving little gaps where their pubic bones met, creating just enough room for Villanelle to feel Eve's muscles contract, tightening in response to the constant stimulation. They would fall into silence, their breathing heavy and uneven, their skin beginning to perspire as they enjoyed the thrill of being this close, breathing, and moving in unison.

Villanelle's body, thrust her forward as she ground herself harder into her girlfriend. Eve pushed back, and both women began rocking, rolling their hips into one another, their sex smacking together. A sensual play, so tender, slow, deliberate.

She lowered her head, capturing one of Eve's nipples between her teeth. She sucked hard, biting down lightly.

Eve hissed, shuddering as the sensation shot straight to her core.

Villanelle released the nipple with a pop, then moved to the other side. She repeated the same process, sucking and nibbling softly.

Eve sighed as the pleasure intensified.

Villanelle kissed Eve's belly, leaving a trail of soft kisses across her abdomen, pausing briefly to suck her navel.

Eve arched her back off the cushions.

Villanelle chuckled, crawling up her body until she could wrap her arms around her shoulders. "Not yet." She kissed her cheek and whispered, "We should take our time, remember?"

Eve growled. "But..."

"Shush."

Villanelle pressed her forehead against Eve's. "Look at us, baby."

Eve gazed up at her with lustful eyes. "Yes."

"What do you see?"

"Everything," Eve breathed.

"You taste so sweet, baby." Villanelle lowers her head, kissing her neck, and moves further south. She begins tracing patterns on her chest with her tongue, teasing her nipples. She licks them delicately, nibbling on the tips of both.

She began to rock back and forth, massaging Eve's perfect breasts, grazing her stomach, trailing kisses down her abdomen, and back up again. placed both hands on her shoulders, forcing her upper body into the air. Her head was tilted upwards as she buried her face in Eve's stomach, lapping at her belly button with eager slashes of her tongue.

When she began to drag her mouth upward, teasing her lover's folds with her tongue, she created a slight friction against her sensitive nub.

Eve could feel her sex swelling as her lover sucked at her and screamed, thrashing her hips in an attempt to hold onto something. Her whole body was tingling; she was begging for release, wanting to explode.

With a wicked smile, Villanelle licked and teased her some more before sucking it between her teeth and releasing her hold. She immediately followed up with several quick flicks of her tongue, increasing the speed and intensity. "I love your taste," the blonde said, opening her whole mouth to feel her sex, kissing, licking, and moaning in pleasure.

Eve arched her back and thrust her pelvis upward, arching her body toward the sky. Her moans became high-pitched shrieks of pleasure.

Villanelle moves between her legs, planting soft kisses on the inside of her thighs. Eve gasps as the woman presses a kiss between her folds. "Ahh," Eve cries out as her lover's tongue strokes the length of her slit.

"Mmm," Villanelle moans as she pushes her face into the softness of Eve's pussy. "You're exquisite, baby."

Eve groans as she feels the woman's mouth suckling on her pussy, her body shakes as her orgasm crashes through her. She lets go of her breath and her hips buck.

She kissed her, long and slow. She loved the taste of her and the scent of her—the smell of arousal, sweet and intoxicating. Their bodies molded together as they kissed, melting into each other's mouths, tasting each other. Eve felt warm lips touch her bare thigh. When she dared to open her eyes, she found herself staring into green ones full of hunger.

Eve blinks rapidly. The more she stared into those gorgeous green eyes, the less coherent she became.

"I'm yours; you're mine."

Eve swallowed thickly.

"Where does it end?" she whispered.

Villanelle was silent for a moment, reaching up to smooth her fingers through Eve's damp hair. She stroked her cheek and ran her thumb along her jawline, wiping away any trace of perspiration. Eve sighed deeply, allowing herself to surrender to the intoxicating sensations.

It was one of those rare occasions when everything fell into place, and it felt incredible. Eve's fingers tightened around her girlfriend as she orgasmed, her body shaking violently as she came.

Villanelle smiled, satisfied. She climbed off Eve's body and lay beside her, pulling her into her arms.

She cuddled against her girlfriend, both of them quiet, breathing deeply.

Their eyelids drooped, each succumbing to the embrace of sleep.

Hours passed without either of them waking, and the lovers slept on, blissfully unaware of the world around them.