Daphne took a deep inhale.

One hand rested on her stomach, the other on her chest.

I love that smell, she said, turning her head to look at Steph.

Fresh-cut grass is one of my favorites. It's so summery and earthy.

Another deep inhale. Steph had a daisy tucked behind her ear. Her short blonde hair rippled in the breeze,

as she inhaled as well. She wasn't nearly as much of a country, outdoorsy girl as Daphne was,

but it was one of the things she most admired about her girlfriend.

Daphne could have happily lived in sundresses, barefoot, in a field for her whole life.

It was endearing.

So when Steph got the opportunity to rent her boss's summer house for two weeks,

she jumped at the chance, knowing Daphne would love it. Steph stood up, reaching for Daphne's hand. Come on, let's go lay in the hammock while

there's still so much sun. The hammock was a big piece of canvas, strung between two large oak trees.

Steph rolled into it first, and Daph giggled as she fell on top of her.

Steph brushed back a piece of Daph's messy chocolate brown hair and pulled her face in for a kiss.

Steph's hands slid up and down Daphne's back and then up to her freckled shoulders.

She pushed off the straps of Daphne's sundress and shimmied the material downward so that Daphne's bare breasts were exposed.

"'M, are you sure your boss doesn't have cameras anywhere around here?'

asked Daphne breathlessly, closing her eyes as Steph's tongue started to suck on one of her sensitive nipples.

Mm-hmm.

Steph replied.

She closed her mouth down around Daphne's breast, suctioning as much as she could between her

lips.

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