Faust's Sweaters

"Comfortable?" You coo as you move to embrace your girlfriend around her shoulders, her hair falling over your arms. Portia murmured something against your skin. "Tired then?"

"Not enough. There's still the manner of payback." Portia leaned up to give you a brief kiss before you shuddered as her teeth marked your neck, "It's only fair don't you think?"

You hummed, "I suppose. What did you have in mind exactly?"

"Me down below." She kissed your skin, "Your legs spread wide." Another kiss, lower, her hands on your thighs, "My mouth on your clit." Your hips jerked up when you felt her hand cup you between your legs. "My name, falling from your pretty lips."

Portia's lips made contact with your pussy, her fingers spreading you wide, your clit exposed and twitching against her tongue. "You're very energetic this morning. Hmngh."

You bit back a moan while you gathered Portia's amber colored hair hair and moved it back, keeping it off her face while also using the grip to direct the speed of her movements. She raised an eyebrow at you as you pulled her back, but not before she managed another lick from your dripping hole to your clit.

"Fingers. I want your fingers. And I want you straddling my thigh." You watched as a blush spread across her features, only to be hidden by your cunt as she dove right back down in defiance. Portia was hellbent on making come just from her tongue. And really could you blame her when you lifted your hips off the bed to meet her movements and chanted her name as you toppled of the edge of your orgasm. "Now I know Julian is your brother. You're both equally as wicked." Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath, to get the room to stop spinning.

"Ugh, don't talk about my brother when we're doing these things." Portia rolled her eyes but obliged with what you wanted. She was so wet. And all for you, because of you.

"Then make me shut up." You wrapped your arms around her hips waited for her kiss. When it came it was playful, a little deep and tasted of you.

A little moan left your mouth as Portia worked two fingers deep inside, making squelching, slapping sounds as she moved her hand. "That's better. I like those sounds more." What made it even better was her sights, her hums and whimpers against your mouth and cheek as she rubbed herself on your thigh, spreading her cum on your thigh.

A third finger started teasing your opening, teasing but never fully committing to it, keeping you in suspense as you struggled to stay still for her. If you moved now you could throw her rhythm off balance.

"I love how naughty you get in the morning." You moan against her shoulder, "Wish we could do this all day."

"And get me fired? No can do missy." Portia chuckled, "Although that quickie did almost get me fired. Honestly what were you thinking?"

"I was thinking: damn she's so pretty when she's working." Of course that didn't mean she wasn't always pretty. A point which you made more than clear many times. Right now you were making it but massaging Portia's fingers with your pussy and moving your leg up just a little, resulting in a heavenly moan from your girlfriend.

"Flattery will get you nowhere." Oh on the contrary, Portia loved praise and affirmation. Flattery in situations like these just made her hornier, which in turn made you hornier and that in turn made you both come harder.

There was that third finger. Fucking finally.

You clamped down on Portia's fingers in a vice-like grip, your moaning echoing around the room as one of your hands clumsily found her clit and started rubbing, needing to hear her moan just as you have. Needing to feel her come.

Portia hugged you close, her breasts pressing against yours, her lips finding yours as you felt your thigh be flooded from her release.

"Seems like I was mistaken." She chuckled against your lips, "You flatterer. Why do I put up with you?"

"Because you love me and we're both really sappy about it?" You asked as you brushed your nose against Portia's.

"Yes and yes. Remind me to thank Nadia for giving me a day off." Portia slumped against you, her whole body buzzing with excitement and satisfaction against yours.