The Real Estate Agent

Casey Calvert has an eye for fine finishes, and April ONeil has an eye on Casey. The moment the two women reach the master suite, the air shifts. The brunette runs a hand over the smooth duvet, then turns to the blonde with a slow smile. "This feels promising," she says. "But I need to know how it moves." Casey only hesitates a breath before she drops onto the mattress beside April. Their bodies sink in together, and April edges closer, her breast brushing Casey’s sleeve. The agent lets her professional smile slip; her fingers trace the curve of April’s hip. They kiss hard, and April slips her tongue between Casey’s lips, tasting the quick, wet answer. Bras hit the floor. Their bare chests meet—full, warm, nipples tightening at the first brush. April leans in, tongue flicking over Casey’s nipple, then lower, down the flat of her stomach until she parts the agent’s thighs. She buries her mouth against Casey’s slick pussy, sucking her clit and sliding a finger deep. Casey gasps, hips rocking. The bed frame barely creaks as Casey comes, thighs clamping around April’s head, voice raw. April’s turn next. She lies back, legs open, and Casey dives in, hungry to prove she can please. The blonde’s tongue works steadily, fingers curling just right, driving April toward the edge. Their bodies grind against the mattress as every spring sings, proof that the bed—along with the sale—is solid enough to take whatever they give it.