I 'Lick' You So Much

Brandy and Liz wrapped around each other without hesitation. One on the chaise, the other straddling her thighs. Sun hitting bare skin, a sharp contrast to the city's haze below. Brandy caught Liz's mouth first, lips parting slow, then urgent. Liz moaned into it, hips rolling forward, the thin fabric of their robes giving way. Fingers slid lower. Brandy's hand found the slick heat between Liz's legs and stroked once, deliberate. Liz returned the favor, parting Brandy with two fingers, sliding through the wet seam until both women shuddered. They never stopped kissing. Tongues and teeth and soft nips. Liz lowered first, drawing Brandy's clit between her lips while Brandy gripped the railing overhead. Brandy ground down against the tongue working inside her, cursing under her breath. Then Liz arched back, letting Brandy suck at her in turn, thighs shaking, the sun bright on sweat-slick skin. No performance left. Just the wet sounds, the restless grind, two women eating each other in open daylight because they could, and because it felt good.