When she finally stopped shaking and grunting and could talk, she just looked down at me, exhausted, and smiled. “Okay, that settles it. You are some kind of natural sex genius.”
I remember feeling proud that I did well my first time; that I could make her so happy; and that she let herself go that completely with me. I eased my finger slowly out of her and she shivered as it slid free. I laid my head on her thigh and kissed around the outside of her adorable little red-haired goodies. I looked up at her and popped the finger that had been inside her into my mouth. I slurped it loudly with my best evil grin. She giggled and laced her fingers into my still-damp hair then her head fell back onto the pillow heavily.
I scooched up the bed and we snuggled in together under the covers.
“Soooo…,” Stacey started kissing me again as our pressed-together bodies generated more heat. “We can try the same thing on you if you’re up for it. Or we could try something different and possibly even better.”
“Oooh, gimme better,” I nuzzled her nose with mine and smiled.
“Cool. Be right back. I need supplies for this.” She came back with a glass of water, a wet washcloth, and the small bottle of conditioner from the shower. She handed me the glass of water. “Take a long drink, honey. You’ll be grateful later.”
I was grateful already, I was thirsty from panting and licking and hadn’t realized it. While I sipped the cool tapwater, Stacey sat on the edge of the bed next to me and nudged my legs open. Then she touched the washcloth to my belly. It was warm and rough. I sighed as she drew the washcloth down and gently rubbed my crotch. It felt fantastic when she slid it up and down the front of me, rubbing me, flipping the cloth over, rubbing me further, until I was squeaky clean again.
She shut off the light and she settled herself down with her face between my legs again. I set the water glass down on the nightstand next to me. I could still see in the darkened room. There were floodlights on outside around the hotel’s pool area.
She nuzzled my freshly-rinsed mound and slid one of her hands up my belly to rest on my chest between my breasts. Her little palm just barely fit between my boobs and she held it against my breastbone. She held it still for a moment and started tapping with a few fingers very slowly. It was a little weird and she wasn’t saying anything but in a half-dozen taps I said, “Oh,” because I realized she was tapping along with my steady heartbeat.
She looked up at me and smiled in the thin light. “Okay, this is going to take awhile. It’s my favorite thing in the world and I hope it’s yours too, Bubblegum. Relax into this. Relax and just let yourself drift in and out. If you like this, we’ll just keep going until one of us falls asleep.”
I didn’t understand what she meant until she stopped tapping out my heartbeat on my chest and started licking my clit with my heartbeat instead. One single, gentle lap for each single beat. She kept her hand resting on my chest, using it to feel my pulse.