Burning heat - part I.

Hot summer days, and the one thing I still want is that hour or two outside with Sophie. The air sticks. Her skin is already damp when I press two fingers between her legs and find she's slick, hotter than the sun on the flagstones. She lifts her hips without being told. I spread her open, watching the way her cunt catches the light—pink, glistening, already twitching. I lean down and lick her slowly, the taste of her sweat and arousal sharp on my tongue. Sophie makes this small, ruined sound and grabs my hair. Two fingers slide inside her without resistance. She grips me tight, wet down to my knuckles. I curl them, find that spot that makes her legs shake. Her clit swells against my mouth when I suck. She comes quick, thighs clamping around my face, voice breaking open in the garden air.