Calming Our Stepdaughter's Nerves

Demi Hawks fidgets in front of her stepmoms, voice small as she asks if they’ll listen to the speech she has to give for class. Reagan Foxx and Kenzie Taylor settle in, ready. She starts, but every line snags on nerves. Reagan tells her to breathe slow and deep. It doesn’t loosen anything. Kenzie turns her around so she faces away, hoping the trick will help. It only tightens her shoulders. The two women share a look, then slip their clothes off right there in front of her. Suddenly the room is all skin—Reagan’s full curves, Kenzie’s lean lines—and Demi’s words fall apart completely. They step closer, mouths soft at first, then hungry, drawing Demi into the same heat until the tension in her chest breaks into short, breathy laughs. Bodies twist and slide on the bed, hands and tongues busy, small gasps mixing with the wet sounds of lips meeting skin. Blonde hair and brunette spill together, light and dark. When they’re all spent, Demi sits up, steady, and runs through the speech clean.