Overnight Foreplay

Jade Baker’s building was getting gutted, so she crashed at Lilly Hall’s place. One bed. No choice. Jade didn’t care; she was just glad she wasn’t on the street. They hugged, stripped to tank tops and panties, and climbed in. The mattress felt too small. They couldn’t stop shifting, sheets twisting around their legs, body heat rising fast. Lilly lay there listening to Jade’s shallow breathing and decided restless meant willing. She slid her palm across Jade’s stomach, then up, cupping a full breast through the thin shirt. Jade jerked, half-asleep, but didn’t pull away. Lilly shoved the shirt higher, thumb flicking the stiff nipple, rolling it until Jade sucked in a sharp breath. Still not enough. Lilly moved lower, grabbing a handful of ass and squeezing hard enough to leave faint red prints. Jade rolled onto her back, breath quickening, legs parting without thinking. Lilly dragged two fingers down the damp cotton between her thighs. Jade’s pussy was soaked, heat pulsing right through the fabric. Lilly pressed harder, rubbing slow circles over the swollen clit until Jade’s hips twitched up to meet her. That wet spot kept spreading; Lilly pushed the panties aside and slid two fingers straight inside, knuckles gliding through slick heat. Jade moaned, low and broken, and suddenly there was no fight left—just the wet sound of Lilly’s fingers pumping in and out, faster now, while Jade clutched the sheets and let her take whatever she wanted.