Gabrielle grinned widely. “Lavender sounds like fun.” She pursued her lips as she got an idea. She would need to wait to discuss it though. Gabrielle didn’t want to ruin the moment in case Fleur reacted badly.
“What does it feel like to want to…mark someone?” she asked gently, revealing a bit of insecurity. Gabrielle had never had the impulse to mark one of her lovers. Sure she would bite playfully, but she was sure that it was not the same. “Does zhat me…you love ‘er?
Gabrielle continued to tease her sister. The movements of her lips and tongue were slow. She didn’t need to move fast; not with Fleur. She grabbed her lips over the wet flesh up to Fleur’s clit where she sucked lightly before breaking away.
“Touch me ‘air,” she breathed, her breath washing over Fleur’s folds. “Mais, ne me dirigez pas.” But, do not direct me. She felt in control of her older sister; a position that she loved more than anything else. Gabrielle knew Fleur’s, normally dominant, nature and ached to control her older sister whenever she could.
“Je vais vous goûter everday je suis ici,” Gabrielle announced to her sister. I am going to taste you everyday I am here. Her tongue began to lavish attention on Fleur’s velvety flesh.
“’ow much time do we ‘ave before dinner?” she asked teasingly.