Loving Her

Chastity and Lily crave each other so hard it shows in every breath. They know exactly how to draw pleasure out of skin that already burns for more. Their mouths trace paths slower than most people would allow, tongue flicking over nipples until they peak, teeth grazing before a wet kiss smooths the sting. Fingers slide down bellies, pause just above heat, making the other wait. When they finally give in, the first lick always pulls a broken sound. They keep the pace steady, circles and flat strokes that build and build until thighs shake. When one comes, the other rides the tremor with her, mouth still sealed, drinking everything offered. Neither girl stops. They shift, hips meeting, pussies flush and slick, grinding until the same sharp pleasure catches both of them at once. They stay locked like that, small rocking movements stretching the final sparks, panting against each other's open mouths while the wet slide between them turns lazy and warm.