Screw Studying

Blake’s trying to focus. Test tomorrow. Door shut. Phone rings. Gabbie wants in. Blake says no. Then hears the soft tap on glass. Gabbie’s already outside, grinning, knowing exactly how thin Blake’s resolve really is. Blake unlatches the window. Gabbie slips inside like she’s done this before. "Quiet," Blake whispers. They barely make it to the bed before their mouths meet, wet and greedy. Shirts off, bras unhooked, breasts pressed warm against skin. Tongues trace nipples, sucking until each peak stiffens, drawn tight between careful teeth. Pants drop. Panties follow. They shift lower, fingers parting folds already slick. One mouth finds the other’s cunt, slow deliberate licks giving way to fast needy laps. Fingers curl inside, matching the rhythm of eager tongues. Soft moans stay trapped behind bitten lips, but every slick sound threatens to escape. They’re lost in each other, chasing climax in near silence, neither wanting to stop even as the risk climbs with every thrust and every swallowed whimper.