Girls in White #007 001

Elexis stood in her half-zipped gown, staring at the phone screen that had just gone dark. Her date had bailed twenty minutes before pickup. The silk bodice slipped off one shoulder as she exhaled. Samantha moved behind her without a word. One hand slid up the open zipper. The other traced the soft line of exposed skin along Elexis’s spine. “Don’t go like that,” she murmured, lips brushing the nape of her neck. Her fingers dipped lower, curling around the inside of Elexis’s thigh beneath layers of fabric. Elexis’s breath caught. Samantha worked slow, practiced circles, never rushing, until the first small tremor ran through Elexis’s legs. Silk rustled when the gown finally hit the floor. They stayed like that—Samantha pressing, stroking, coaxing—until Elexis’s head fell back against her friend’s shoulder and a quiet moan spilled out. Heat pooled low. Slick coated Samantha’s fingers. Two deep, deliberate strokes pushed Elexis over. She came hard, clenching around nothing, legs shaking in open heels. When her breathing slowed, Samantha pulled the zipper up the rest of the way, patted the smooth fabric over Elexis’s hips, and kissed the corner of her mouth. “Ball starts in thirty,” she said. “You look ready.”