Lesbian Triangles #09

Her release dropped on April 15, 2007. She returns, she withdraws, she fans her own heat. The studio light kisses her like fingertips. Left forefinger drags down her throat, over the line where neck curves into chest. Nipples lift under brushstrokes of cool air. Right hand dips lower, slow as honey, until her index rests along the seam of her lips. She doesn’t speak. She separates them anyway. A stroke. Soft fold to fold. She tastes and watches the woman on the screen do the same. Fingers circle, pinch, roll. A wet sound when she angles deeper. Sweat beads at her lower back. She pushes two digits in until the first knuckle disappears, pulls them out shining. She traces the excess across the hard plane of her abdomen, the sharp dip of pelvis. Her breath stutters. She fucks herself again, slower this time. In the dim light she looks flushed and feral. She doesn’t care about the clock. She cares about every slick, aching stroke until it lands and keeps landing.