Web Exclusive, Scene 940 Amber Chase Brenda James

Amber exhales, that soft sound of surrender, and Brenda knows it's time to stop talking and start touching. She moves closer, skin meeting skin, each stroke slower and more certain than the last. Her fingers find Amber's breasts, thumbs brushing over taut nipples until they stiffen and Amber arches into the contact. Brenda's mouth follows. She sucks one nipple, rolls it gently between her teeth, then slides lower. Her hand slips between Amber's thighs and finds her already slick and ready. Two fingers part her folds and push inside with practiced ease. Amber gasps but opens wider, hips rolling to meet each thrust. The sound of her wetness fills the quiet room. Brenda curls her fingers upward until she hits the spot that makes Amber shudder. Her thumb stays on Amber's clit, drawing tight circles. Amber moans, legs trembling. Brenda adds her mouth, tongue flicking over that swollen nub in time with her fingers until Amber clutches at the sheets and comes in long, deep pulses.