Submerged

Odette and Pepper have circled each other since their mothers married. Not sisters, not strangers. Today the house is empty and they waste no time. In the pool the water clings to bare skin as Pepper drifts between Odette’s open thighs. Odette grips the edge, legs locked around Pepper’s waist, letting her fingers trace down the slope of her belly before they slip lower. Pepper answers with her mouth, sucking at a wet nipple until Odette arches and gasps. Their strokes grow rougher, needier, fingers pushing past slick folds, knuckles brushing tender flesh. Odette moans into Pepper’s throat and answers with her own hand, circling Pepper’s clit with steady pressure until both of them tremble against the tiled wall, water rippling with every sharp thrust of hips.