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A Love Song
It was the single most incredible sound Olivia had ever heard anyone make, and she vowed right then and there to make sure Natalia made that sound every single day for the rest of their lives.
Of course Olivia Spencer had heard her name spoken this way before she had, after all, been married enough times to use up every finger on one hand, leaving none left over to waggle in rakish glee. This, however, this soft hiss of sound whispering over her ears as her fingers traced the silky smooth contour of her lover's body from neck to knees, this was like hearing the wind skittering over the sands of San Cristobel's beaches.
It was like time, held breathlessly by a solemn child who was waiting for the moment when the sun rose and gloried all creation with citrine and amber hued light.
The too warm hands clutching at her shoulders tightened painfully when Olivia's wandering fingers skated over nude hipbones. Taken by a fit of mischief, she grinned wickedly as her touch arced toward the rounded curve of a belly, and gave the downy soft flesh a light tickle, earning a gasp and a laugh.
"Olivia-" Natalia's voice, so soft, so deep, so caught with emotion, need, fear, desire, everything everything was in that word, and Olivia could no more deny its temptation than sailors could the enthralling song of a siren as it drew them to a rocky fate.
Natalia's lips tasted of the wine they'd shared for dinner and her mouth warm, so very warm; almost as warm as the core of her that so readily welcomed Olivia's touch.
"Olivia." Whispered now, breath coming in staccato, hiccupped gasps as she clung to her lover, Natalia's call still reached deep within Olivia, touching embers to the dry tinder of her need.
Unbidden, undemanded, and utterly, utterly desired, Natalia's fingers began their own quest, their own journey of shape and discovery. Then, it was Olivia's turn to add her own voice to the choir.
"Natalia-" Louder, brassier, needier, and yet, in perfect harmony.
It was the single most incredible sound Natalia had ever heard anyone make, and she vowed right then and there to make sure Olivia made that sound every single day for the rest of their lives.
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