Wrestling

                                    

                                          
"Hey beautiful." Thea said, delicately tracing circles around her wife's bellybutton as she opened her eyes.
"Hey." Carla rolled over and checked her phone. "Babe it's so early."
"Nuh uh, nope, your not going back to sleep."
"Arrrgggh! What is your problem this morning?"
"My problem Carla is that last night, you came on my tongue and then thirty seconds later you passed out."
"No I didn't." 
"You sure about that?"
Carla opened one eye and looked at her wife.
"I love you." She said in a sing song, please forgive me voice.
"Prove it." The cop challenged, rolling off her side and lying on her back.
"Is that an order?" She sat up, she had sleepy eyes but also a dirty smirk.
"I follow yours, it's only fair you follow mine."
Carla climbed on top of her wife, the cop collected her mass of curls and pulled them to one side so she could see her properly. The young woman took the cops hands off her hair, kissed her knuckles gently before holding her arms above her head against the pillow.
"I only follow your orders in the bedroom detective." Carla began kissing her neck gently, she used her thigh to press against the cops center and started to rock up and down slowly.
"Don't I know it. Ride me baby, I wanna watch you."
The younger woman threw the covers back and repositioned herself on top of her wife. Holding the cops leg up slightly, Carla could kneel and get their pussys to touch quite easily. She kissed Thea's leg then leant back so her wife could see her fully.
The cop loved the way those pert breasts bounced as her hips circled, putting the most delicious wet pressure on her clit.
"Oh fuck yeah, just like that."
"Yeah?" Carla palmed her own breasts and circled her nipples, using the expression on her wife's face as encouragement. She loved how she never took her eyes off her, it made her feel so empowered and sexy. "You sure you don't want it like this?" 
She lowered herself down onto her wife fully and increased her speed, her hips moving back and forth as fast as she could, relishing in the pleasure that was coursing through the woman underneath her.
"Oh fuck Carla! Yes baby, just like that. Don't stop."
Carla smiled then moaned deeply, the sensations building up in her own body as she rode her fast.
"Arya!"
"Fuck!" Carla crashed into her wife, frantically trying to pull the covers round them as her nephew ran across the floor and jumped up on the bottom of the bed.
"Why are you wrestling? Haha fea's taller but your winning Arya!"
The cop helped her wife roll off her and keep her modesty under the blankets. They were both a bit shell shocked and led there, the duvet underneath their armpits as they worked out how to navigate this situation.
"I was winning actually." The cop said sarcastically, rubbing her forehead and trying not to be too miserable with the toddler.
"Nah. Come ooooon! Get up lazys!"
"Where are your parents?" Carla asked him with a smile.
"Shhhh, they're sleeping, I heard you awake and I'm hungry."
"J, pass me the t-shirt in that bag." The cop requested, side eyeing her wife. Carla took the hint and distracted him by tickling him on the bed while Thea put her t-shirt & shorts on as discreetly as possible.