A Steady Hand

Lexi had plans that went past their usual fucks. Deeper ones. She pressed four fingers inside her lover, worked her thumb in slow circles, then slid her whole hand into Nicolette’s cunt. The sound was wet and filthy. She curled her fingers once, twice, and Nicolette bucked hard, coming without warning, a raw, shaky cry breaking loose. Lexi didn’t stop. She fucked her in deep, steady thrusts, wrist shining with each pull, until another climax ripped through her, thighs trembling around Lexi’s forearm. She added a third, then a fourth, riding them all until Nicolette sobbed with the sheer length of it. Lexi held her open, palm pressed flat against that slick, swollen heat, and felt every last pulse squeeze around her hand. Two bodies locked together, no space left between them, finishing what they’d started without mercy or hesitation.