Girlfriends' fun

Sonia knows every secret I keep. We trade dreams over late-night wine, spilling the stuff girls don't say out loud. When I confess what gets me off, heat crawls up my neck. One confession leads to another until I'm handing her my favorite toy—slick with my own arousal. She takes it from me, eyes dark, and runs it over her tongue before pressing it where she needs it most. I watch her hips twitch. My turn next. We don't speak. We just pass pleasure back and forth until the sheets are damp and we've both come hard, legs tangled, breath ragged.