A Show Of Faith

Brandi lies beside Tara on the couch, fingers moving between soft thighs. Tara’s breath catches, blonde hair spread across the cushions. Brandi watches her face, then slides two fingers deeper, palm pressing the spot that makes Tara’s hips lift. Tara’s large breasts rise and fall, nipples tight under Brandi’s free hand. Brandi works slow, then faster, reading every twitch, every small sound Tara makes. The room stays quiet except for wet friction and Tara’s uneven breathing. Brandi leans in, lips brushing Tara’s ear, telling her to let go. Tara comes with a sharp cry, thighs tightening around Brandi’s wrist. Brandi keeps the rhythm steady until the shaking stops, then kisses Tara’s flushed cheek.