"Olivia!" Emma moaned at the sensation on the sweet spot.
Movies were always a distraction, it seemed.
Alas, deciding to watch Fifty Shades of Grey wasn't doing them any favours either.
"You're going to have to keep it down, love," the older girl pressed a hand over her girlfriend's mouth.
Her lips found its way to the younger girl's nipple and she took it in her mouth, biting down just hard enough to elicit another moan from Emma.
"M-More," Emma managed to get out in between breaths when Olivia lifted her hand off her mouth.
"I hope you were planning on ending that sentence with a 'please', my dear," Olivia smirked when Emma whimpered.
"Please!"
Emma loved this side of Olivia. She hadn't expected to see this, especially not after the horrid encounter at school.
She was elated to know that the green-eyed girl had forgiven her for her harshness and understood that it was all a part of Kate's plan.
Ugh, Kate.
"Good girl,"
Olivia's words snapped Emma back to reality. She bit down on her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning. Her girlfriend had her panties between her teeth, pulling them down slowly.
The older girl kissed Emma's inner thigh and made her way to her throbbing centre.
"You're so wet," she commented.
"You don't say," Emma rolled her eyes playfully.
Olivia ran her tongue up and down her girlfriend's folds, causing Emma's back to arch involuntarily.
"Fuck!" the cheerleader hissed, hands instinctively reaching for her girlfriend's thick locks.
Whenever she thought of Olivia, Emma would see the girl's full, pink lips. The same lips pleasuring her that very moment.
Olivia ceased her movements and sat up.
"What—" the younger girl could barely finish her sentence before the raven-haired girl smashed their lips together.
"Mmm," Emma moaned when she tasted herself.
Olivia pulled away, a satisfied smile on her face. "That was hot,"
"You're such a tease," Emma groaned.
"Oh yeah?"
Moments later, Olivia was straddling Emma, hands on the younger girl's breasts.
"Too. Much. Clothes," Emma grasped at the articles of clothing preventing the two of them from achieving skin-on-skin contact.
Olivia only laughed before pulling her shirt off in one swift movement. Emma unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the ground and exposing her gorgeous breasts. The older girl was in nothing but a pair of ripped jeans now, button still fastened.
She lowered herself onto Emma, who seemed to be having a hard time catching her breath.
"Breathe baby," Olivia chuckled.
"You're just too sexy," Emma replied, eyes never leaving Olivia's body.
Olivia smirked and attached her lips to Emma's neck once more.
In the process, she somehow managed to remove her jeans, too.
The older girl smirked against her lover's skin when she felt Emma quiver under her touch. She pressed herself against the cheerleader and rubbed her thumb over her clit.
"H-How do lesbians do this?" Emma bucked her hips involuntarily. "I've never felt this h-hot,"
"I'll show you," Olivia grinned as she slipped two fingers in.
"Oh my god!"
"Shh, they'll hear you," Olivia scolded, referring to Emma's parents and sister who were merely rooms away.
Olivia repositioned herself at Emma's centre, pleased with how wet the younger girl was.
Emma bit her lips as the green-eyed girl slowly jutted her tongue in her, fingers still massaging her clit. "Shit, Lo..." she moaned softly.
"You taste so good babe...let me eat you out and clean you up real good," Olivia hums.
More moans.
Emma felt herself tighten and pushed Olivia closer to her— if that was possible.
"I'm cumming!" she cried out, body shaking with pleasure. Olivia only smirked and gave her girlfriend one last lick before kissing her.
"Did that feel good?"
Emma shot Olivia an incredulous look. "You're kidding, right?"
The sound of Olivia's laughter echoed through the four walls and Emma couldn't help but smile.
She flipped them over, surprising both herself and her girlfriend.
Taking a nipple between her teeth, Emma sucked hard, never breaking eye contact with Olivia, whose hooded eyes were kept focused on her girlfriend.
The green-eyed girl reached down between her legs to touch herself. She managed to ease a finger in, but not long enough before Emma caught her by the wrist and pinned her arms over her head.
"I'll get there," the cheerleader purrs, resuming her movements on Olivia's breasts.
Oh, she got there.
A mere thirty seconds later, Olivia was a moaning mess as Emma pumped two fingers in and out of her pussy. "Yes, yes, yes! I-I, more please,"
"Who's being loud now?" Emma asks innocently, knowing very well the effect her words had on her lover.
"Shut up," Olivia groaned in her state of embarrassment.
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, lover," Emma kissed Olivia's cheek tenderly and nibbled on her earlobe. "I'm gonna fuck you, Lo...pussy on pussy,"
Emma slid her fingers out, giving them a good lick for show. She lifted Olivia's legs and crossed them over hers. With the newfound contact, both girls moaned at the sensation.
Olivia threw her head back in ecstasy, knuckles turning white from the grip she had on the headboard. Emma leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of Olivia's head, gripping the sheets tightly. "Fuck!" she cried out in pleasure.
Emma felt another orgasm building up and hoped Olivia felt the same. "I'm g-gonna cum again,"
"I'm close too baby," the older girl replied, moving her hands and tangling her fingers in Emma's hair. She pulled her girlfriend forward and attached their lips, never losing their momentum.
Olivia bucked her hips against Emma's in an attempt to create more friction. Slapping noises were heard as the girls humped each other. Ironically enough, these were silenced by their moans.
"Oh my god! Emma!" Olivia cried out, reaching her high. Emma too, moaned in pleasure as she came, collapsing on the bed beside her lover soon after.
"That was...intense," the raven-haired girl breathed out, running her fingers through her messy hair.
"Like I said..." Emma turned to face Olivia, caressing her cheek. "You know how make me feel good,"
"Mmm...so do you," Olivia leaned in for a kiss. Emma gladly obliged, their tongues dancing with each other's.
They pulled away a minute later, gasping for air. "Too soon, can't breathe," Emma says, fanning herself.
Olivia chuckles lightly. Her eyes fall on the mess they've made.
"Uh..."
Emma followed her line of vision and gasped. "If my parents see this mess, they'll kill me!" she groaned, covering her face.
"Hey," Olivia hugs her tightly. "We'll get this cleaned in no time. How 'bout we hop in the tub for a bath first?" she suggested. "Besides, your parents won't be coming in anytime soon..."
Both girls looked at the alarm clock on Emma's bedside table.
4AM.
"You're kidding," Emma blurts out.
Had they really been at it for three hours?
"You'd be surprised at how much longer sex lasts with women than it does with men," Olivia smirked, throwing the dirty sheets in the corner of the room.
"I'm going to have to build up some stamina for that then," Emma wrapped her arms around Olivia's neck.
"I can make that happen," Olivia smiles innocently, leading them both to Emma's bathroom.