You Leave Me Speechless

Penny Barber, a former pageant queen, has been training Alexis Tae for tomorrow’s competition. Today they’re doing a final dress rehearsal. Alexis steps out in the emerald evening gown she’ll wear on stage. The sight stops Penny cold. The fabric clings where it should, soft against brown skin, a shade that makes her eyes look darker. Penny feels heat bloom low in her belly. They move to the living room. Alexis takes the center of the rug like a mark on the stage floor. Penny sits on the couch, index cards balanced on her knee, firing the standard questions. Alexis answers each one with quiet precision, hands still at her sides, shoulders square. When Penny asks about her platform, the younger woman’s voice drops half a step. She speaks about fighting for queer kids who still can’t tell their families who they love. The words land clean. Penny’s throat tightens; a tear slips before she can blink it back. Alexis crosses the room at once. She cups Penny’s face, thumbs brushing the wet track. “You all right?” Penny nods, laughing at herself. “Your answer was perfect,” she says. “I wish I’d had the nerve to say something half that honest back when I competed.” Alexis leans in until their foreheads touch. “I only have the nerve because you gave it to me,” she whispers. Her breath is warm, sweet with mint. “Let me show you how grateful I am.” She sinks to her knees between Penny’s spread thighs. Her palms slide up stockinged legs, bunching the older woman’s skirt. Fingers hook the lace edge of Penny’s panties and draw them down, slow enough to make the fabric whisper. Penny lifts her hips to help. The cool air kisses wet skin. Alexis presses a kiss just above the neat strip of hair, then lower, tongue parting her with one sure stroke. Penny’s head falls against the couch cushion. Her cards scatter to the floor. Alexis keeps her mouth busy—soft circles, then firmer pressure—while her fingers slip inside, two at once, curling just so. Penny’s thighs start to tremble. She grips the couch, nails digging into the fabric. Each time Alexis moans against her, the vibration travels straight through. Penny comes hard, sudden, hips jerking, a sharp cry caught behind her teeth. Alexis doesn’t stop until the last pulse fades, licking her clean, gentle now. When Penny can breathe again, Alexis rises, lips shiny. Penny pulls her up and kisses her deep, tasting herself, already hungry for round two.