Here Comes the Bride: Part One

Abigail Mac leads her maid of honor through the wedding grounds. They stop at the master bedroom. One glance at the hot tub and Abigail strips down, sinks into the bath, and tells Natasha she needs to be touched. Oil in hand, Natasha kneels beside her and starts with long strokes across Abigail's shoulders and throat, then sweeps across her heavy breasts, thumbs brushing her tight nipples. Abigail spreads wider. Natasha's gaze drops to the smooth, glistening slit between her friend's parted thighs. Abigail smiles, voice low and honeyed, asking if she can feel her inside. Natasha's fingers glide over slick skin until Abigail arches up and demands more. Natasha slides two fingers deep while her mouth finds Abigail's clit. She licks, sucks, fingers harder, pushing Abigail right to the edge and over. She doesn't stop until Abigail shakes, claws at the tub edge, and comes with a broken cry that echoes off the marble.