Page 11 of Battle of Hearts

And then it grew desperatefast.

Mirren lifted a hand to cuff the back of Saywer’s neck, and Sawyer responded by latching her hands onto Mirren’s waist and pulling her against her, which deepened the kiss. Mirren’s lips parted, allowing easy access to push her tongue through and explore the younger woman’s mouth. Sawyer pulled Mirren closer until they were chest to chest, then used the opportunity to separate her thighs with her knee, trailing her own thigh up the inside of the woman’s leg until it rested tight against her underwear. The contact elicited a reaction from Mirren, who moaned against Sawyer’s mouth before hungry hands pulled at the woman’s shirt to pull it over her head.

It was Sawyer’s turn to moan as Mirren trailed kisses down her throat. She trembled as Mirren’s fingers slid under the band of her sports bra but didn’t make contact with her breasts just yet. Mirren’s lips parted from her throat, and she traced Sawyer’s collarbone with her tongue to the center of her chest, where she resumed planting kisses slowly, carefully, until she reached the space between her breasts. Mirren finally pushed Sawyer’s bra up and over her head, her fingers brushing against Sawyer’s nipple, causing the older woman to tense with desire.

Mirren’s desperation was too strong, not allowing her time to admire the older woman’s plump breasts before her mouth latched onto one of her nipples. Sawyer gasped loudly as Miren’s tongue swirled around the hard peak, then lifted her fingers to pinch her opposite nipple, rolling it between her fingers. Sawyer’s moans grew louder, her desperation greater, all while the heat pooling between her legs grew into a rabid fire.

Mirren moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention she gave the other one while her finger played with the other, now wet bud. Her fingers squeezed Sawyer’s breasts firmly but gently, and she smiled against her nipple, taking pleasure in the way Sawyer squirmed beneath her touch.

A minute later, Mirren pulled away, trailing more wet kisses against Sawyer’s body. Sawyer shivered, her body trembling with anticipation, knowing where this was headed and unable to wait. She lifted her hips as Mirren’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her underwear, assisting her in pulling them down her legs and discarding them in her sleeping bag.

For a second, Mirren paused, her face dangerously close to Sawyer’s crotch. She peered up at Sawyer with a heated look in her eyes, almost as if asking for permission. Sawyer couldn’t help but nod. Mirren’s lips curved upward in response, then her mouth moved lower in the sleeping bag to find Sawyer’s wanting pussy.

Sawyer opened her legs further, desperate for the touch of Mirren’s tongue. And when it arrived, it was sweeter and more erotic than anything Sawyer could have imagined.

Her tongue slid between Sawyer’s hot wet folds hungrily lapping at her wetness. Sawyer gasped with shock and pleasure as Mirren’s tongue landed on her clit, swirling her tongue in circles on the sensitive bud of nerves.

“Fuck,” Sawyer sputtered, her back arching to push herself further against Mirren’s mouth. She tangled her fingers inMirren’s hair, who in response locked her arms around Sawyer’s thighs to fully press into her. Like a hungry dog, Mirren alternated between sucking and lapping at Sawyer’s pussy and clit, the sensation bringing Sawyer such brutal waves of pleasure that she squirmed relentlessly. She had never felt anything like this before. It was euphoria like no other.

The way Mirren’s tongue danced on her clit brought her closer and closer to orgasm. She could feel her orgasm coming, her thighs instinctively trying to clamp together but unable to due to Mirren’s iron grip. She couldn’t believe this was happening, but she didn’t want it to stop. She never wanted it to stop. And the closer she got to the edge, the hungrier she was to return the favor to Mirren.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” Sawyer said, her breathing hitching when Mirren began to move her tongue in circles even quicker at her words. “This… you… feel so fucking good…” Sawyer tried to bite her lip but failed, beginning to moan uncontrollably at Mirren’s tongue before her hips bucked involuntarily when Mirren latched her lips around her clit and sucked hard.

Sawyer’s moans picked up. She winced as she tangled her fingers further in Mirren’s hair, pushing her pussy harder against the woman’s mouth and grinding into her face. Her legs began to shake, and she cursed out loud as she threw her head back. She came hard, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

Mirren pulled away finally, emerging up from the sleeping bag and looking up at Sawyer with a smile as she licked her lips. Her eyes glistened with pride. The sight turned on Sawyer so much she couldn’t help but grab Mirren’s face and clash their lips together once again, the kiss this time sloppier, hungrier. She could taste her own orgasm in Mirren’s mouth. Excitement brewed inside of Sawyer—it was her turn to play.

Sawyer broke from the kiss and wasted no time in tearing off Mirren’s thermal shirt and then her bra. She latched onto one of her nipples, sucking hard and biting gently, just enough to send shockwaves of pleasure shooting through Mirren’s body and cause her to moan breathily. Sawyer turned to give attention to the other nipple. Meanwhile, her right hand, which once rested on Mirren’s waist, began to slide down her toned stomach until it reached the edge of her underwear. Sawyer’s fingers tucked under the waistband, but then slid back out. Her lips curled into a smile as Mirren whimpered in protest.

Sawyer reached down once more, but instead of entering her panties, she began to rub circles on top of Mirren’s clit through the increasingly damp fabric. Mirren immediately moaned, spreading her legs to increase the pleasure and Sawyer’s access. Sawyer applied more pressure as she rubbed Mirren’s clit and continued to play with her nipples with her tongue.

“Please,” Mirren whimpered in Sawyer’s ear, her hands clenching the older woman’s back and squeezing.

“Please what, baby?”

Mirren whimpered again, her lips tight against Sawyer’s ear as she whispered breathily, “Please fuck me… please…”

The begging and the filthy words from Mirren’s beautiful lips did things to Sawyer. She felt supercharged sexually suddenly.

Sawyer pulled away from her nipple and crashed their lips together once again, before she finally pushed her fingers roughly into Mirren’s panties and slid two fingers inside of her soaking wet and wanting pussy. Mirren immediately gasped with pleasure, which Sawyer stifled by deepening their kiss, her tongue probing Mirren’s mouth as she curled her fingers up to Mirren’s G spot and began to fuck her.

As Mirren’s moans increased, Sawyer increased the speed of the fucking and Mirren shivered violently. Mirren tried to kissSawyer back, but quickly the pleasure became too much to bear, and she broke away to let out a series of whiny moans.

For a second, Sawyer pulled out her fingers and began to rub Mirren’s clit with them once more, Mirren bucking with pleasure from the sensation. But Sawyer’s desperation grew fast. She was itching to taste Mirren. With one swift movement, Sawyer moved her head down at the same time she tugged off Mirren’s panties, and her mouth found Mirren’s soaked pussy with a rabid hunger.

Mirren gasped loudly as Sawyer began to suck on her clit and Sawyer enjoyed feeling it swell in her mouth.

“Please..” Mirren’s voice was barely a whisper. “Fuck me with your fingers again. Hard.”

Dirty words spilling from Mirren’s mouth turned Sawyer on like nothing on earth.

She released Mirren’s clit for a second and smiled up at her.

“Oh, I do like so much hearing you ask for what you want.”

Sawyer lazily trailed the fingers of her right hand up and down through Mirren’s wetness.

“You want me to fuck you again?” She pushed her fingers hard inside of Mirren, 3 fingers this time, eliciting a deep moan.

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