A soft, throaty chuckle slithered forth from her lips.  "Mmmmm, but I simply can't resist a willing..." she paused, fingertips ever-so-slightly fluttering against Elena's netherlips.  "... and wet woman."<br/><br/>With another shift, Kyra shed the sheets and blanket that had covered them throughout the night, wrapping her right leg around Elena's.  It was a familiar gesture, slightly possessive and designed to keep her partner from denying her access.  As she continued the dance of her right fingers, lightly teasing the crease of Elena's thigh, Kyra brought her left hand up to tease Elena's breasts, each in turn.  Though the angle was just a bit awkward, she knew it would be less so as Elena opened up to her.<br/><br/>"I love the feel of your body, sweetness." she whispered.<br/><br/>Rolling back just a little, drawing Elena from her side to rest her back partially against her own chest, Kyra decorated her lover's bare shoulder with a series of tender kisses.  While her left hand captured Elena's right nipple, gently rolling it between thumb and forefinger, her right hand spread out slightly, then cupped the moistening delta of Elena's thighs.<br/><br/>With a soft moan of pleasure rumbling upward from her chest, Kyra dipped her middle finger just a little, drawing a single line along the fissure between Elena's netherlips.  "Mmmmm, I love your scent, sweetness." she murmured faintly.  "Makes me want to drink you dry."