A Week To Remember Ch. 3 - Sex Stories

A Week To Remember Ch. 3

... finger and turned her face around towards hers. Soft lips met hers, and she gently teased against them. She didn’t want to get either one of them riled up again, but she had held off as long as she could. “I should probably be getting home. I have an opening shift at the gym tomorrow.” “K,” Lacey said but didn’t release Shelly right away. She pulled the lips back to hers and slipped her tongue between Shelly’s lips. Shelly met her with equal passion and let their kiss speak for itself. The passion continued to rise and Shelly found herself turned around and sitting across Lacey’s lap. She pulled back breathless and stared at Lacey, who was just as wanton as Shelly. “Let’s get you home,” Lacey panted and watched Shelly rise in front of her. She pushed herself up and followed Shelly down the stairs and back to where they had discarded their shoes. They walked silently back to Lacey’s car, but they kept each other as close as they could manage while walking. Lacey held the door for Shelly as she got in the car and gave her a soft, lingering kiss before closing the door and going around to the driver’s side. Instead of opening the door, she simply launched herself over it and landed perfectly in the seat. She got the reaction she wanted out of Shelly and watched as her head fell back and laughed at Lacey’s antics. On the way to Shelly’s apartment, again there was no speaking. Fingers touched, lingered and teased but no words were needed for what they both were feeling. There was ...

... no need to speak of what they both so clearly felt. But neither one could keep their hands away from the other, needing the touch to feel complete. When Lacey pulled into the parking lot at Shelly’s apartment, she turned off the car and turned to face the woman that now controlled her heart. “I’d like to walk you up if that is okay. I have one more thing I want to give you and then I will leave you to rest.” Lacey’s fingers were winding through Shelly’s hair, twisting the long blond strands around her fingers. When she reached Shelly’s scalp, she gently pulled on the twisted strands and watched as Shelly willingly allowed her head to be pulled back, exposing her entire neck. Hunger drove Lacey slowly across the seat and down toward the now exposed skin. She held Shelly’s stare until she finally closed her eyes and lowered her lips to the pulse that beat so strongly. She cupped Shelly’s head and let her lips travel the length of the delicate flesh. She felt Shelly’s throat moving under her lips and heard the breath that escaped through open lips. “Lacey, please honey,” Shelly panted. Every spot that Lacey kissed on her neck sent surge after surge through her body and settled between her legs. She felt Lacey slowly removing her hand from her hair and felt her lips moving up her neck toward her lips. Shelly lowered her head and met those lips with a fervent vigor. She pressed into Lacey and pushed herself off the seat. She kept pressing forward until Lacey was back against the ...