Our New Love: Part Two

They really do mean to leave the sheets behind and catch that yoga class Aria mentioned. Cassidy ducks into the shower, rinsing away the stickiness left from earlier. Aria lingers outside the glass door, eyes narrowing, then slips in without a word. Warm water catches her curves as she steps close, reaching for the soap. Her hands glide first over Cassidy's breasts, then lower, tracing the smooth rise of her ass. Cassidy turns into the touch, kissing her while they swap grip on one another, palms slick and firm. Her cunt starts to throb before she can talk herself out of it. Cassidy drops to her knees, tongue circling Aria's nipple, then lower still until she parts the flushed lips and tastes her in one long stroke. Aria backs against the tile, catches her breath, then climbs onto the heavy stone ledge by the door. Legs spread wide, cunt open and glistening, she gives Cassidy full access. Cassidy pushes two fingers straight inside and pumps them deep. Her mouth seals over the clit, sucking in time with each thrust. Aria's hips jerk, eyes half-shut, heels braced on the stone as the orgasm rolls through her. The class waits somewhere beyond these wet walls, but neither woman looks ready to move.