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Vanessa’s eyes softened at that, as she slid her hands up Emma’s thighs. “That’sveryromantic.”
“Mm,” Emma hummed and leaned down to kiss Vanessa. It didn’t take long before it deepened, but Emma knew morning was Vanessa’s favourite time to get a little handsy. The kiss shifted into that familiar hunger they had for one another, and as Emma put her full weight on Vanessa, her wife let out a low, throaty moan. That rush of heat built low in Emma’s belly, and she pulled back just enough to murmur, “You’re mine all day.”
Vanessa arched an eyebrow as a slow grin tugged at her lips. “All day? You think you can keep up with me?”
“I guess we’ll find out.”
As Emma dipped her head and kissed Vanessa again, she felt those soft, warm palms wander up under her T-shirt, around her sides, and graze her back. Emma broke the kiss long enough to strip her T-shirt off over her head, tossing it aside without a second thought. She’d missed mornings like this. Mornings when nothing else mattered, and it was just the two of them, incredibly focused on one another. Mornings when the world faded away and all that remained were Vanessa’s deep blue eyes.
Vanessa’s gaze swept over her, slow and teasing, as though she had all the time in the world to lie back and look. “God, I’ve missed seeing you like this,” Vanessa whispered as her fingers trailed down Emma’s sides.
“You see me every day.”
“Not like this,” Vanessa said, the hunger in her tone making Emma’s pulse kick up a notch. “This is how I enjoy seeing you most.”
Emma pressed her lips to the base of Vanessa’s throat, down to her collarbone, and lavished every inch of skin she could reach from the position she was in. God, she’d never not want to feel this woman beneath her.
Vanessa’s breath quickened, her hand tangling in Emma’s hair as she shifted under her. “Emma…”
Emma’s hands were already working their way down to the waistband of Vanessa’s shorts. She pushed at them, and Vanessa lifted her hips. Emma stripped her bare and sat back for a moment to admire her wife sprawled beneath her, flushed and gorgeous, her eyes darkening by the second.
She bent again, kissing her way down Vanessa’s stomach, nipping lightly at her hip before moving between her thighs. Vanessa spread for her instantly, and the sight made Emma’s breath catch.
She didn’t tease; she didn’t need to. The teasing would come later, throughout the day, whenever Emma felt like it, because she’d meant what she’d said. Vanessa was hers all day long. She pressed her mouth to Vanessa’s pussy, moaning softly at the taste of her. Vanessa gasped, her hand fisting in the sheets as her hips rocked up to meet Emma’s mouth.
Emma licked and sucked, her tongue working in steady, deliberate strokes, one hand gripping Vanessa’s thigh while the other slid up, only for her to drag her nails down Vanessa’s stomach.
“God, Emma…” Vanessa’s voice was rough as her legs trembled slightly. Emma worked her faster, drawing circles with her tongue, then dipping lower before coming back up to flickagainst her clit until Vanessa’s breath was coming in sharp, broken gasps. “D-don’t stop. Fuck!”
Emma smiled against her, pushing her towards the edge until Vanessa’s back arched, her hips pressed up, and a sharp cry spilled from her lips as she came. There was something incredibly fulfilling about Vanessa shuddering beneath her. Emma didn’t slow until the last tremor ran through her, and then she guided herself back up Vanessa’s body and kissed her. “Nothing in this world will ever top you coming for me first thing in the morning.”
A lazy smile spread on Vanessa’s lips at that. “I still find it hard to remember a time when you didn’t make me come first thing in the morning. The last few weeks aside, anyway.” Vanessa pulled Emma down and kissed her with a fierce urgency. “God, I need to taste you, baby.”
Emma moaned as she ground down against Vanessa’s thigh. “I need you to taste me.”
Vanessa rolled them and pinned Emma to the bed, her hand already sliding down between them. Emma gasped when Vanessa’s fingers found her aching clit, stroking her slowly at first, then a little faster, drawing wetness from her with every pass.
Emma’s legs fell open, her hips arching up against Vanessa’s hand. “O-oh, fuck. M-more.”
“More? You’re sure?”
Emma took her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded.
Vanessa brought her lips to Emma’s ear, eased two fingers inside her, and whispered, “I love feeling you around me.” She bit down against Emma’s neck, soothing the sting with the flat of her tongue, her fingers finding the perfect rhythm that would have Emma coming in moments.
Emma’s hands clutched at her shoulders, her nails digging in as her orgasm built fast. “I’m…God, Vanessa?—”
“Come for me,” Vanessa whispered against her skin.
Emma’s body obeyed instantly, pleasure crashing through her so hard she cried out, her legs tightening around Vanessa’s wrist as she shook. “B-babe, fuck!”
Vanessa kept stroking her, drawing out the aftershocks. “God, I’ve missed our mornings together like this.” She curled around Emma as she brought her hand up and slipped her fingers into Emma’s mouth. “They’re my favourite part ofanyday.” And then she pulled the cover over them and tangled herself around Emma in any way she could. “I like seeing you with a smile on your face.”
“I like having something to smile about.”
Vanessa sat up on one elbow and peered down at Emma, her eyes soft. “I’m sorry you haven’t found a reason to smile lately. I wish I could have found a reason even at your lowest.”
Emma winced. She hadn’t meant to sound as though she’d been entirely miserable lately. That hadn’t been true at all. “No, babe. You’ve been everything I needed. Even though I haven’t shown it lately, waking up beside you every morning gives me a reason to smile…and that’s all I’ll ever need.”
