One of the things Kyra liked most about her girl was the beauty of her perfect, sun lavered skin.  There were some mornings, though they were few and far between, when she would simply lay on the bed, watching the way the early-morning shadows caressed that perfect skin.  That one spot, high on Elena's right hip; it was just a fraction darker than the rest of her skin.  It wasn't a freckle or anything so banal as an imperfection, it simply was.  And it frequently drew her attention.<br/><br/>This morning, however, she was not in the mood for slow, delicate and loving exploration.  No, this morning, she wanted to devour her lover, to take her, to own her, to leave her panting and exhausted.  This morning she wanted to drive sexuality through Elena as if it had tactile force.<br/><br/>To that end, Kyra smiled slowly; the smile of a predator about to pounce.  Once more she brushed her fingertip ever so slightly against the seam of Elena's puss.  She then moved with surprising speed.  Pulling her left arm from under the trusting woman, Kyra shifted to lean over that long, supple form.  She braced the weight of her upper body on her hands to either side of Elena's shoulders.  Her knees rested upon the mattress between her needy one's thighs.  Though they were very nearly the same height - Kyra had almost an inch and a half on Elena - it was always thrilling to feel the tall, graceful woman beneath her.<br/><br/>With a slow smile teasing the corners of her mouth upward, Krya murmured softly, lowering herself so that her lips were barely a hair's breadth away.  "God, you're sexy."<br/><br/>Closing her eyes in an expression of heavenly pleasure, Kyra brushed her lips feather light over Elena's chin, then along jawline to ear.  She nipped gently at the treasure of earlobe, then returned to flutter the tip of her tongue against her lover's lips.  Before Elena could respond overmuch, Kyra pushed herself back, dropping her head to trace a faint line with the tip of her tongue down the elegant neck, to the perfectly formed chest, between exquisit breasts.  She paused, lipping the underside of Elena's left breast, moaning softly as she did so.<br/><br/>She pused back farther, dragging her teasing tongue along the upper abdomen, pausing to draw a circle around Elena's beautiful navel.  Focusing her attention, lips, tongue and gentle nips with her teeth, upon the upper edge of her lover's belly button, Kyra spread her knees, thus gently but insistantly urging Elena to spread her own.  The scent of eagerness was in the air and it filled Kyra with a sense of pride.<br/><br/>The teasing would be brief this morning.  Kyra was feeling quite greedy and didn't want to wait any longer than necessary.  Still, she pressed the tip of her tongue inside Elena's navel, expanding then contracting the tip once, twice, a third time.  A light kiss against the lower edge of that perfect oval and Kyra moved on.  Southward, ever further along that agonizingly slow trail.  She paused to brush her own chin against Elena's pubic bone, teasing her with the promise of coming glories.