Chapter 37

Emma and Abigail lay in a tangled mess of limbs, surrounded by the luxurious sheets of their hotel suite. The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting warm rays across the room. Emma smiled as she watched Abigail’s peaceful face, the faint remnants of sleep still present. She brushed a stray hair out of Abigail’s face, tracing the contours of her features with her fingertips.

Abigail’s eyes slowly fluttered open, squinting against the bright light. She smiled when she saw Emma staring at her, her eyes sparkling with love. ‘Good morning,’ Abigail said, her voice still heavy with sleep.

‘Good morning, my love,’ Emma replied, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Abigail’s lips.

The two women lay in bed for a few more minutes, enjoying the warmth of each other’s embrace. But eventually, the rumbling in their stomachs reminded them that it was time to get up and start their day.

‘We should get an early start so we can have breakfast,’ Abigail said, sitting up and running her fingers through her messy bedhead.

Emma nodded in agreement, a small dimple forming on her cheek. ‘I can’t wait to explore the city some more,’ she said, a hint of excitement in her voice. They quickly got dressed, Emma in a flowy sundress and Abigail in a pair of jeans and a crop top.

‘I have another surprise for you,’ she said, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Emma raised her eyebrows, curious to know what Abigail had up her sleeve. Abigail led her to a nearby cafe where she had reserved a table for two. They sat down, as they sipped their coffee and ate their breakfast, Abigail pulled out a small booklet from her bag.

It was a mini-guide of Paris, with all the popular tourist spots marked on the map. ‘I thought we could explore the city and cross off all the places on this list,’ Abigail said, giving Emma a smile.

They walked for a while, stopping at various iconic landmarks of the city.

Their first stop was the iconic Notre Dame Cathedral. They marveled at the grand architecture and the intricate details of the stained glass windows. Emma and Abigail both lit a candle and said a prayer, feeling grateful for their love and the opportunity to experience such a stunning place.

Next, they visited the Louvre Museum. The moment they laid their eyes on the Mona Lisa, they were in awe. They spent hours wandering through the museum, admiring the masterpieces and learning about the history of each artwork.

Another stop was the Palace of Versailles. They walked through the magnificent palace filled with opulent rooms and lavish gardens; Abigail couldn’t help but feel like she was living in a fairytale.

Every now and then, Abigail would surprise Emma with a little treat, whether it was a freshly picked rose or a delicious macaron from a nearby bakery. They spent the rest of the day exploring the city, ticking off all the places on the list.

As the sun began to set, Abigail suggested they stop at a quaint little cafe for dinner. They sat outside on a small table, surrounded by fairy lights and the soft glow of the Eiffel Tower in the distance.

Over a delicious French meal and a bottle of red wine, Abigail and Emma laughed and reminisced about their journey together. They talked about their dreams, their future, and how grateful they were to have found each other.

They made their way back to the hotel. On the way, they stumbled upon a small alleyway filled with street musicians and artists. Emma’s eyes lit up with excitement, and she couldn’t resist stopping to admire their talent.

Abigail smiled, knowing that Emma would love this. As they walked through the alleyway, Emma stopped in front of a street artist playing an acoustic guitar. She couldn’t help but sway to the music, and Abigail joined in, taking Emma’s hand in hers.

After a few minutes, the artist finished his song, and Emma clapped enthusiastically. Abigail whispered something to the artist, and he nodded with a smile. As a thank you gesture, he dedicated a song to the happy couple and started playing their favorite song.

Emma’s heart swelled with joy as she looked into Abigail’s eyes, completely lost in the moment. The artist finished playing, and Abigail whispered to Emma, ‘Wait here, I have one last surprise for you.’

Emma watched as Abigail walked up to the artist and whispered something to him. After a few minutes, the artist presented Emma with a sketch of both of them, dancing in the alleyway.

The night was young, and they didn’t want it to end. They decided to take a stroll along the banks of the Seine, with the sparkling lights of the city as their backdrop. While walking, they came across another street artist, this time selling handmade love locks.

Without hesitation, Abigail bought a lock and engraved their names on it. They walked towards the nearest bridge, where thousands of locks were hanging, symbolizing the love and commitment of couples from all around the world.

Abigail locked their love lock onto the bridge and threw the key into the river, making a wish for their everlasting love. Emma couldn’t stop smiling as she wrapped her arms around Abigail, grateful for the beautiful moment they shared.

Continuing their walk, Abigail noticed a horse-drawn carriage ride. She suggested that they take a ride back to the hotel. Emma’s eyes lit up with excitement, and they both climbed into the carriage. The ride was enchanting, with the clip-clop of the horse’s hooves against the cobblestone streets and the soft glow of the streetlights. They snuggled close as the carriage took them towards the hotel, their laughter and chatter filling the air.

Once they arrived at the hotel, they decided to go to the bar and take a few shots before heading to their room.

‘What can I get you?’ the bartender asked.

‘Can we have 8 shots of tequila please? 4 for me and 4 for the lovely lady.’ Abigail said, looking at Emma with a smirk.

‘Of course,’ the bartender responded.

‘I see you are trying to get me drunk’ Emma said looking at Abigail.

‘Maybe’ Abigail said, shrugging her shoulders.

Emma moved closer to Abigail placing her hand on her chest ‘if you wanted to bend me over the balcony and fuck me that’s all you had to do was say so’ she said with a smile.

Abigail looks at Emma shocked but intrigued. She leaned towards Emma whispering in her ear ‘I want to bend you over the balcony and have you screaming my name at the top of your lungs’.

Emma tried to contain herself as the bartender placed the shots down.

Abigail looked towards the bartender ‘Can you charge it to the room please’ Abigail asked.

Abigail brought her attention back to Emma seeing the lust in her eyes.

‘How about the first one to finish the shots gets to be in control tonight’ Abigail suggested.

‘Say less’ Emma responded as she pulled her hair into a bun, getting ready.

‘On three we start’ Abigail said.

‘Okay, get ready to be my bitch tonight’ Emma said as she laughed.

‘One’ Abigail counted.

‘Three’ Emma said as she started taking the shots getting a head start. She just finished as Abigail was taking her last one.

‘You cheated’ Abigail laughed.

‘I beat you’ Emma cheered.

‘Best 2 out of 3’ Abigail said.

‘Nope I won’ Emma responded.

‘Looks to me like someone is scared’ Abigail said shrugging her shoulders.

‘Let’s go then loser’ Emma said with a smile.

‘Bartender can we get 2 more shots each’ Abigail asked.

The bartender placed the shot down on the counter.

‘Can you count us down from three please, so she doesn’t cheat again’ Abigail asked the bartender. Emma smiled rolling her eyes playfully.

‘Sure’ the bartender responded.

‘Three’

‘Two’

‘One’

Emma took her shots just beating Abigail by a split second. ‘I won again,’ she said.

‘You’re just lucky,’ Abigail pouted playfully.

‘I always win,’ Emma boasted, savoring her victory.

‘Okay keep this same energy when we get back to the room’ Abigail said.

‘No problem, I learned some new tricks for this trip specifically, I bet you tap out before I do’ Emma said, challenging Abigail.

Abigail looked at Emma with a smile ‘challenge accepted’ she responded. They sat at the bar for a few minutes deciding if they wanted to take a drink with them to the room.

‘Can we have two strawberry margaritas to take to the room please?’ Abigail asked the bartender.

‘Coming up’ the bartender responded.

‘Someone is trying to have a wild night’ Emma said with her eyebrow raised.

‘Just a little’ Abigail said.

Emma began to feel the effects of the alcohol. ‘I am starting to feel warm; those shots are going to kick in soon,’ she said, laughing.

The bartender walked over and placed their drinks on the counter.

‘Let’s just go to the room, I’m feeling a bit tipsy’ Emma suggested.

Once they were back in their room, Emma started to undress in front of Abigail.

Abigail couldn’t help but appreciate her curves as she undressed. Emma was confident and comfortable in her own skin, something Abigail admired.

Emma turned to Abigail with a seductive look and said, ‘I want to fuck you in the shower.’

Without hesitation, Emma took Abigail’s hand and led her into the luxurious bathroom. She turned on the shower and stepped in, pulling Abigail in after her. The warm water cascaded over their bodies as they pressed against each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

Abigail’s heart was racing as the intensity of their kiss increased. Her hands roamed over Emma’s body, feeling the softness of her skin and the curve of her hips. Emma moaned against her lips, the sound sending shivers down Abigail’s spine.

Emma’s hands roamed over Abigail’s back, tracing her spine and sending waves of pleasure through her body. They broke their kiss and Emma turned Abigail around, pressing her against the shower wall. She kissed her way down Abigail’s neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses along her skin.

Abigail moaned as Emma’s lips found her breasts, sucking on her nipples and sending waves of pleasure through her body. She tangled her hands in Emma’s hair, holding her close as they both lost themselves in the moment. The water from the shower only added to the intensity, heightening their sensations and driving them closer to the edge. Abigail ran her hands down Emma’s back, feeling the muscles tense under her touch.

Emma’s hands roamed lower, finding their way to Abigail’s dick, moaning at how hard she was. Emma left a trail of kisses down Abigail’s body, her lips lingering on sensitive spots, making Abigail moan in pleasure. She reached her destination, Abigail’s dick, and her eyes sparkled with mischief.

Without any hesitation, Emma took Abigail’s dick in her mouth, eliciting a loud moan from her girlfriend. Her lips formed a tight seal around it, her tongue swirling around the tip, making Abigail gasp and grip Emma’s hair.

She continued to suck and lick, her movements becoming quicker and more intense, while Abigail’s moans became louder and more desperate. Emma’s hands moved to caress Abigail’s balls, her touch sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

Abigail’s hands were tangled in Emma’s hair, guiding her movements and letting her know how good she felt. Emma took her time, relishing in the taste and feel of Abigail’s dick in her mouth. She could feel it getting harder and harder.

Abigail couldn’t hold back any longer, and with a few more strokes, she released into Emma’s mouth, moaning Emma’s name as she did so. Emma eagerly swallowed every last drop, loving how she could make Abigail feel so good.

Abigail pulled Emma up for a passionate kiss, tasting herself on Emma’s lips. She then turned to the shower, grabbing the body wash and lathering up Emma’s body. Emma leaned into Abigail’s touch, loving how tender she was being. As Abigail’s hands moved down to her backside, Emma couldn’t resist letting out a small moan of pleasure. Abigail noticed and grinned mischievously.

‘You like that?’ She teased.

‘I do but what I really want is for you to eat my pussy until I cum in your mouth’ Emma said.

Abigail’s eyes widened with excitement, and she wasted no time in satisfying Emma’s desires. She eagerly dropped to her knees and guided Emma’s body against the cool marble wall. She parted Emma’s legs, and began to kiss and lick Emma’s inner thighs, slowly working her way towards her wet pussy. Emma moaned and tangled her fingers in Abigail’s hair, desperately wanting more.

As Abigail’s tongue caressed Emma’s wet folds, she could feel her body trembling with pleasure. The sensations were so intense that Emma struggled to stay standing, and Abigail had to hold onto her hips to steady her. With each flick of her tongue, Emma felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge. And when Abigail finally sucked her clit into her mouth and began to expertly circle it with her tongue, Emma’s body convulsed in an explosive orgasm. She cried out Abigail’s name, her pleasure echoing off the tiled walls of the shower.

As Emma caught her breath, Abigail stood up and kissed her deeply, savoring the taste of Emma’s pleasure on her lips. They stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other’s arms, the hot water running over their bodies, before Emma whispered, ‘I want you inside of me.’

Emma straddled Abigail’s lap as the water continued to pour over them. Abigail lined her dick with Emma’s entrance and watched as Emma slowly slid down on her shaft.

Emma’s breath caught in her throat as she took Abigail in. Their eyes met, and Emma saw the desire burning within them.

Without a word, Abigail began to move her hips, creating a slow and sensual rhythm. Emma matched her movements, their bodies moving together in a dance of love and desire. As their bodies pressed tightly against each other, Emma could feel the growing arousal within her. She let out a soft cry as Abigail’s hands moved to her breasts, her fingers expertly teasing and pinching her nipples.

‘Fuck me harder,’ Emma demanded, her words breathless and filled with need.

Abigail obliged, picking up the pace and thrusting deeper inside Emma.

‘Faster,’ Emma whispered, her voice filled with longing and desperation.

Their bodies were slick with water, their movements becoming more frenzied as they neared the edge. The pleasure was almost unbearable, and Emma knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. With one final thrust, her body trembled as she let out a loud cry, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. Abigail followed soon after, her own release washing over her in waves of ecstasy.

They collapsed onto the shower floor; their bodies still entwined as they tried to catch their breath. The water continued to rain down on them as they lay together in a state of pure bliss.

They stayed in the shower for a while longer, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. As they finally emerged from the shower, wrapped in fluffy towels, Emma couldn’t help but feel like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, bringing them both back to reality. They quickly got dressed and opened the door, greeted by the sight of the hotel staff who had come to check on them.

‘Is everything alright, ladies?’ the employee asked with a raised eyebrow, clearly noticing their disheveled appearances.

Emma and Abigail exchanged a knowing glance before nodding and thanking the staff. As soon as the door closed behind them, they burst into laughter, feeling like two teenagers caught in the act.