Pleasures

These girls aren't waiting for anything. They want it now—loud music, fast laughs, someone else's hands already pulling at clothes. Three bodies hit the bed without anyone asking. One girl reaches first, mouths open. Tongues slide, breath comes sharp. Fingers press skin, wet and insistent, hips grinding into the sheets. A thigh parts another, palm cupped between legs, rubbing slow then harder. Sweat gathers fast. Someone moans, someone answers, the air thick with it. No pause between what they want and what they take.