GIRLS SEX

Miette steps back into the water tonight with company. Ferrera slides in beside her and their mouths meet first, slow and open, tongues trading heat before hands follow. The bath light catches on wet skin as fingers trace nipples, then dip lower. Ferrera goes down first. She presses Miette against the curved porcelain, parts her thighs, and licks with steady purpose—each stroke pulling a sharper gasp. Miette’s legs shake, her hands buried in Ferrera’s hair. She lasts until the edge, then pulls Ferrera up, flips their positions, and buries her own face between those smooth thighs. Ferrera arches, mouth open on a silent cry, and takes every firm lap Miette gives her.