My Tender Ass

Kendall Kayden follows the same schedule every morning. Workout. Nothing else in her head. She lost her trainer last year and stopped letting strangers touch her form until Lexi Belle took her on. From the first lesson Kendall felt something lock into place. Maybe the way Lexi watched her hips. Maybe the way her voice stayed low and certain. Maybe just seeing her own hunger reflected in another woman’s eyes. Midway through sit-ups something tore deep in Kendall’s side. She dropped, breath sharp. Lexi crossed the mat in one stride, fingers already sliding under her tank to feel the knotted muscle. The touch traveled. Heat bloomed across Kendall’s ribs and spilled lower. Neither woman spoke. Clothes came off in quick, efficient tugs until skin met skin on the padded floor. Lexi’s mouth found the tender place first, then traveled between Kendall’s thighs. Kendall answered with her tongue, matching rhythm for rhythm until the morning air filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of two women fucking each other through one long, rolling orgasm after another.