Too Tempting

Dana watches Ivy cross the room. Her stomach tightens. She tells herself this is wrong, but Ivy moves closer until their mouths find each other. Heat builds fast. Dana slides her hands under Ivy's shirt, feels warm skin, then Ivy drops to her knees and presses her tongue deep. Dana grips the counter. Ivy is relentless. They switch without pause: Dana pins Ivy to the floor, eats her open, tongue working tight circles around her clit before sliding lower. Ivy arches. No hesitation now. They fuck hard—bodies shifting, positions changing, sweat sliding between them. They cum, shaking, one after the other, then stay close, kissing with mouths still slick. The truth sits at the edge of the room, waiting.