Philippa lay curled up in Sheala’s arms, allowing her body the rest that it desperately craved as her doting lover gently brushed her fingers through her hair, untangling the braids that she had once worn.
“You’re just as beautiful as you were the day I lost you.” Sheala breathed as her knuckled gently ghosted over Phil’s cheek, drawing her amber eyes up to meet honey-gold.
“And you’re just as beautiful as the moon was the night we met...” Phil replied, a smile on her lips. “I couldn’t look at the moon until I had you in my arms once more... It just didn’t look the same without you wrapped up in my arms.”
“That’s so sweet, baby.” Sheala beamed, leaning down to place a kiss to Phil’s forehead.
“Not as sweet as you are.” Phil purred, reaching up to press her palm to the back of Sheala’s head, deepening their kiss. They broke apart a few moments later, smiles on both of their faces. “You’re so sweet that I’m always craving more.”
“And believe me when I say that I have so much more sugar to give you.”
“Mmhm... That’s just what I wanted to hear.” Phil hummed, twisting until she was perched on Sheala’s thighs, taking her lips in a hot, forceful kiss that left them both gasping for air when they broke apart. “I want whatever you have to give... I want all of you.”
“Then put me in your mouth, babe...” Sheala sighed as Phil’s kisses slowly began to descend down her jaw and throat.
“That was the initial plan, love.” Phil breathed between kisses, bringing a deeper flush to Sheala’s skin as her lover’s hands slipped beneath her blouse and the waistband of her jeans. “First we need to get these distractions off of you.”
Sheala couldn’t help the outburst of laughter at her lover’s declaration, her head falling back as her fingers tangled in Phil’s hair.
“Always finding a way to make me laugh.”
“I’d give anything to hear it as often as I could.”
“And I love you... Now let’s get this shirt off.”
“Mmhmm... With pleasure, darling.”