Yanmei looks perfect when she's bare. Her skin glows under the moonlight as her chest continues to rise and fall.
It was just the beginning of their planned activities. Roulan only removed her dress from her body, revealing her perfect curves to the taller woman who hovered over her.
Her eyes went to look at Roulan, seeing the woman intently looking at her with desire. This isn't the same ice-cold woman she married.
This is someone else.
Yet she's not complaining; she likes this side of Roulan. Yanmei used her elbows to get herself up a bit, looking at Roulan, who was between her legs.
"Bubby, are you sure you want this? I don't want you waking up and regretting everything."
Yanmei asks, her hand reaching towards Roulan's face. The younger woman didn't answer her question, but their lips connected again; her hand went towards the back of Yanmei, unclipping the older woman's bra.
The woman's top undergarment slides off her body. Roulan threw the piece of clothing away, her lips moving down from Yanmei's lips to her neck.
"Roulan."
Yanmei spoke, her eyes closed as she lay completely back on the bed. Her hand went to the woman's hair, holding it a little tighter as her back arched.
Roulan's lips suck on her skin. Yanmei moans at the sensation she's feeling.
"Ugh, Roulan."
Yanmei felt Roulan slightly biting her neck and licking it afterward. Her action only made the older woman feel more excited and turned on.
After 3 minutes, Roulan moves away, leaving Yanmei breathless again. The taller woman's eyes travel over Yanmei's body, which leads to the smaller woman feeling embarrassed as she tries to cover her body.
"Don't look at me like that."
"I'm just admiring God's work, baby."
Yanmei's ears perk up at the nickname. This was the first time the younger woman called her that. Her face blushed in embarrassment, still trying to hide her body.
Roulan grabbed her hands, intertwining them with hers before she connected their lips again, putting the woman's hand above her head.
The younger woman cuffs Yanmei's hand with her left one; her right one slides down to where Yanmei's undergarment lies.
"Roulan."
Yanmei moans as Roulan's lips go back down to her neck again. She felt the younger woman tug on the last piece of clothing on her body, making her hips go a little higher.
Before Roulan could paint Yanmei more with dark bruises using her lips, the younger woman went to remove Yanmei's undergarment, which made the older woman bare under her.
Roulan's face contorted, her eyes darkening upon seeing Yanmei naked. It was like something pushed the taller woman to continue what they were doing.
The moonlight lit up the room dimly. Yanmei couldn't comprehend Roulan's expression as the taller woman continued to hover over her.
What the woman's doing right now was supposed to be a turnoff. Roulan kept Yanmei waiting for more!
But the older woman's body kept betraying her. She felt herself burning with a desire to feel Roulan's touch on her again.
And just like that, this is going to be the slowest sex she'll experience.
"Are you sure—"
Before Yanmei could finish her statement, Roulan went ahead and connected their lips. Yanmei's hand travels to Roulan's neck, pulling the younger one closer to her.
"Yes."
Roulan breathed when they broke the kiss for a moment. Her lips went ahead and attacked Yanmei's before the older woman could speak.
As they were fighting for dominance, Roulan rolled over, putting Yanmei on top of her. The burning sensation between their bodies connected, making the room hotter than it seemed.
Yanmei broke the kiss, and a string of saliva was visible as it glimmered in the moonlight.
Roulan groans, feeling the hot and wet private area of the woman on top of her. Yanmei sat down on Roulan's toned stomach, smiling down at the woman who lay underneath her.
"Bubby, why are you so cute?"
Yanmei couldn't help but chuckle seeing Roulan's face. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were plump, as her eyes were as dark as the sky.
Roulan smiled at the woman on top, her hand reaching for Yanmei's cheek and caressing it gently.
"Why are you so perfect then?"
"Huh?"
Roulan sat up slightly, her face at Yanmei's level, giving them a chance to see each other eye to eye.
"You."
Roulan's lips went towards Yanmei's forehead, giving the woman a sweet and gentle kiss.
"Are."
It traveled down to Yanmei's nose, consistently giving the woman the same sweet and gentle kiss she had on her forehead.
"Perfect."
And in that, her lips went to Yanmei's lips. The two went back to fighting for dominance, but since Yanmei felt weak with each touch of Roulan, the woman gradually succumbed.
Roulan flips them again, her lips traveling from the older woman's lips down to the sweet-smelling core she has.
"Wait, are you sure?"
"I'm sure, Yanmei, now just enjoy it, ok?"
Yanmei didn't know why she felt nervous, all of a sudden. It's not like this is the first time she'll be doing this, right?
Or maybe because it's the first time in a long time that she's done it.
Her eyes shook in nervousness. Roulan's eyes kept looking at her, and she didn't want that.
She didn't want her wife to see her in this vulnerable state. Roulan's hands went to Yanmei's legs, pulling the woman slightly towards her.
She huffed a breath, causing Yanmei to catch her breath as she felt the cold sensation on her velvet folds.
The woman at the end of her smirks before her tongue sticks out of her mouth. Yanmei couldn't look away, not that she wanted to, but because Roulan's eyes kept hypnotizing her.
The younger woman went a little closer to Yanmei's heat, the tip of her tongue slightly touched the lying woman's center.
"Oh."
The woman was quick to elicit a sound. Yanmei bit her lower lip, her face contorting into many emotions as her body kept remembering the touch.
Roulan chuckled lowly, which resulted in Yanmei getting more turned on than she could ever feel.
"Relax, Yanmei, are you that excited?"
"Let's just get this over with."
"I want to take it slow and painful."
"W-what do you mean—ow!"
Yanmei's statement got cut off when Roulan's tongue made contact with her folds. Her head lay on the bed, her hands frantically searching to hold something.
Roulan's hands tightly held her hips, not wanting her to move much as she worked on her center.
"Ugh!"
"Roulan!"
"Wait!"
"Shit!"
Yanmei couldn't control the moans coming out of her mouth. Her hand quickly held Roulan's head that was at the end of her, holding it tightly as her hips jerked.
"Hmm."
"Fuck! Don't hum—goddamnit!"
Yanmei felt the sensation when Roulan hummed as she continued licking. She couldn't help but feel a little on edge, finally having someone touch her for so long.
It didn't take long before Yanmei came out, which Roulan gladly lapped up, cleaning the woman clean.
She stands up from the end, her face wet from the wetness Yanmei's center releases. The younger woman hovers over the breathless girl, who has her mouth slightly open.
Roulan chuckles before she removes a strand of hair away from Yanmei's face, seeing how flushed the woman looks underneath her.
"Well, that was unexpected."
"It wasn't! That's embarrassing!"
Yanmei's hands quickly went to her face, her legs closing as she felt embarrassed at the sudden release.
Roulan smiled widely, kissing the woman's backhand before removing it from her face.
"It's perfect; you taste sweet."
"Stop!"
Roulan giggles before she connects their lips, making Yanmei taste herself from the younger woman's mouth.