Shades Of Love

The heat builds slow. A brush of fingers lingers. Lips meet and the kiss deepens until nothing else exists. Ana peels Alexa's dress down her arms. Alexa returns the favor, hands gliding over bare skin. They pause between each garment, eyes locked, breathing shared. Then mouths replace fingers. Ana sinks between Alexa's open thighs and licks her cunt in long, measured strokes. Alexa arches, fingers knotted in Ana's hair, then twists them over so she can bury her tongue in Ana too. The rhythm quickens. Two bodies rock together, slick and greedy. When the first orgasm hits, it breaks through them like a warm wave. The second follows harder, louder, hips bucking until they collapse, skin flushed and glistening, the taste of each other still on their tongues.