Bristol woke tangled in Annie’s arms and legs. It wasn’t quite dawn, but she knew the sun would wake them up soon. She’d forgotten to close the blinds last night but didn’t want to leave Annie’s warm embrace to do it. She listened to Annie’s even breathing and slow, rhythmic heartbeat until the panic of knowing she would be leaving in a few hours set in. She slipped out from her embrace and curled up behind her like a big spoon. The cute sighs Annie made when Bristol ran her hands over soft, sensitive spots on her body made her smile. She wasn’t sure when Annie woke up, but she smiled when she felt Annie respond to her touch.

“Good morning,” she whispered in her ear before biting her soft earlobe. Annie moaned in response. Bristol nipped the back of her neck and grazed her shoulder, biting gently into the soft muscle. Annie stretched out on her stomach, and Bristol took the opportunity to lie on top of her, spreading her legs with her knees. “Are you awake?”

Annie nodded and wiggled underneath her. Her voice was still gravelly with sleep. “Yes.”

Bristol ran her tongue down Annie’s back and kissed the two shallow dimples above Annie’s tight ass. Annie tensed up but didn’t stop her. Bristol crawled up and whispered in her ear again. “Are you ready for me?” She reached down between them and rubbed Annie’s slit, which was already wet and engorged. “Oh, look. You are.” She placed most of her weight on her knees and braced herself on her palm. With her free hand, she slipped two fingers inside. Annie arched her back and moaned as Bristol moved in and out, using her pelvis to thrust her hand even harder. Annie clutched the sheets and pressed into Bristol’s hand.

“More,” she said.

Bristol’s heart jumped at the request. She’d never had three fingers inside anyone before. She gently added a finger and waited until Annie got comfortable. Her moans were different, and her hips pushed hard against her.

“Fuck me, Bristol,” Annie said.

Bristol was on her knees in a matter of seconds. She spread Annie’s legs farther apart and moved her hand gently at first. Annie’s moans were intoxicating. There was no doubt that she one hundred percent gave herself to Bristol. Bristol gently added one more finger and wiggled them side to side, afraid she would hurt Annie if she pulled out and pushed them in again. Annie threw back her head and cried out.

“Yes, Bristol, just like that. Just like that.”