Women Seeking Women #75

Ally was already naked on the bed when Whitney climbed in, all heat and intent. Her tattoo stretched along one thigh, dark ink under warm skin. They kissed first—slow, then harder. Whitney cupped Ally’s breast, thumb brushing the soft nipple until it stiffened. Ally opened her legs, and Whitney moved down, mouth finding her, tongue working in steady strokes. Whitney slipped two fingers inside her. Ally’s breath hitched. She clenched, hips lifting, and then it hit—a sudden rush, hot liquid spilling over Whitney’s hand. Ally came in a long, shaking tremor. Whitney stayed with her, lips and fingers still moving, until Ally finally went slack against the sheets.