Women Seeking Women #98

Two women lie tangled on white sheets, one all blonde hair and sun-kissed curves, the other a brunette with the quiet elegance of small, tight breasts. They kiss like they’ve been waiting all day. Mouths open, tongues slow and deliberate, the kind that makes the air feel thick. The blonde’s hand cups the brunette’s face, thumb stroking her cheek. The brunette’s fingers trace the swell of the blonde’s breast, catching her nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling it until it stiffens. They shift closer. Thighs slide over thighs. The brunette arches, offering her chest; the blonde takes it, mouth closing over one small nipple, sucking with soft, wet pulls. The brunette’s hand slips down, parts the blonde’s legs, finds her already slick. Two fingers ease inside, curling. The blonde moans into the kiss, hips rocking to meet each stroke. Their bodies move in rhythm now, skin to skin, mouths locked again, trading breath and low, hungry sounds.