Back to school

The last days of summer holiday slip away, so Sanna and Bailey pull their school uniforms out of the wardrobe to see if the tight dresses still fit. When Sanna drops hers to the floor, Bailey stops laughing. Her voice drops into a low, husky whisper as she moves closer, fingertips tracing the bare skin above Sanna’s knee. Every small, nervous giggle makes Bailey lean in tighter. Her hand slides higher, brushing the inside of a smooth thigh, while her foot nudges Sanna’s ankle, toes gliding along the arch with greedy curiosity. The brunette sighs and tilts her head, offering her neck to a teasing bite, letting Bailey’s mouth taste the quick pulse there before their bodies press together. Nothing about the moment feels rushed; every touch grows heavier, every sigh slower, until the two of them sink onto the bed with uniforms forgotten and skin bare.