Sharing The Toys

Nika lay beside Anastajia, book forgotten on the sheets. Fingers traced a slow line along bare thigh, and something shifted. Anastajia put her page down. Eyes met. Nika's hand stayed. Breath caught, then mouths found each other, slow kisses turning hard. Clothes came off in quiet urgency, skin meeting skin, warm and eager. Nika moved to the drawer, brought out the small silicone vibe they knew by heart. Anastajia watched with parted lips, legs parting wider. Nika turned the toy to its lowest hum and pressed it just above Anastajia's clit. The first cry was soft. Soon every muscle tightened, Anastajia's hips jerking to the steady pulse. She came once, then again when Nika slid two fingers inside her at the same moment the toy found the perfect angle. Sweat dampened the sheets, breath short. They stayed close, kisses growing gentler, the buzz still low and sweet between them until neither could think straight.