<strong>Oliva</strong><br/><strong>Michelle's Apartment</strong><br/><strong>Michelle</strong><br/><hr/><br/>As the music echoed around the room, Oliva covered her ears until the volume was lowered. She actually loved fucking to music, and it was a treat that she rarely got to enjoy. Because of this, her heart began to race even faster. The fireplace looked so welcoming, and Oliva glided across the room to Michelle. She flicked off the light switch while simultaneously taking a sip of the rich wine.<br/><br/>She sat cross-legged beside of Michelle.<strong>"The fireplace is wonderful."</strong>She had no intention of hiding her own desires.<strong>"You look gorgeous in the dark."</strong>She rested her head on Michelle's shoulder and smiled. "You smell nice, too."<br/><br/>Oliva was slowly becoming more comfortable when Michelle caught her entirely off guard. She felt Michelle's slim fingers press against her cheeks, followed quickly by the connection of their lips. A few soft, suckling noises seemed to get lost in the crackling of the fireplace. Oliva blushed as Michelle stared so passionately at her.<strong>"Not offended at all. Minty fresh. I like it." </strong>She leaned forward, pecking another soft kiss on Michelle's lips. She rotated Michelle and slid so that the two were facing one another. She scooted forward and let her soft cheek lovingly rub against Michelle's.<strong>"You're beautiful, Michelle. I feel like the luckiest woman alive."</strong>Their noses grazed across each other, and Oliva's breath could be felt.