This Axe is Dull..

It would be easy, had it been anyone else, for Kaczor to supply a continued line of suggestive and increasingly risqué positions and methods of which she would little by little take her lover apart. It was easy for her to do much more brash things with an unknown lover, at least, they had been in the past, but this was Kaczor's wife. This was Ella, that was looking up at her with those eyes that Kaczor had slowly fallen back in love with, commanding that she tell her exactly what she wanted to do to her.

And of all times, Kaczor's mind fled back to the more conservative of her ideas -- and that was something she couldn't abide by. So instead, Kaczor let the corner of her mouth tug upwards into a slight smirk as she continued pressing her fingers back up into her wife's body, a third finger joining the other two. Her voice dropped to a husky whisper, as she looked down to watch her fingers vanish inside her wife, tongue darting out and over her lips as she imagined just what the woman would taste like, on her tongue, tangy, and probably sweet, they had fruit earlier in the day. Kaczor's mouth was watering suddenly, How many fingers, can I get inside you, I wonder, before you cry out that it's too much, should I try?

Kaczor reached up to unhook the belt loop from the branch, and instead, guided Ella's arms back around her neck, her free hand coming to grip her wife's chin, and turn her face back so that she could look her in the eyes, Darling, be honest, when I ask this, She cautioned, as she used a thumb to pull Ella's lower lip down, her eyes sweeping down to her mouth, before Kaczor added a fourth finger, spreading the digits out wide before pressing down and applying steady pressure along the path that Kaczor knew would offer the most pleasure, the most friction that would telegraph across already sensitive nerve endings. Should I strip you naked and set you back running again, and if you make it back to the tent before I catch you, I'll eat you until dinner time. But if I catch you before the tent, I want you to use your hands.. and your mouth, to get me off, with the belt around your neck.

@Novella Tilani