Lesbian Seductions #29

She came through the door like a sin you regret forgetting. Silk slid down her hips, her mouth already open with trouble. The neon bled across her skin, catching sweat in the dips between her ribs, the small spill at the base of her spine. I took her in one hand, hair tangled and damp, the other pushed between her thighs, knuckles pressing her apart until she hissed through clenched teeth. She rode two fingers like she owed them money, bucking hard, clit dragged raw against my palm with every bounce. We didn't make it past the edge of the mattress. I yanked her legs wide, her heels digging trenches into the sheets, and drove in deep—hard enough that the headboard slammed the wall, cracked plaster dusting her shoulders. She clawed my back, spit-slick lips at my ear, every breath a dare. When she came, it tore out of her like it cost something—sharp, shaking, nails still buried in skin, thighs locked and quivering. I kept moving until the aftershocks left her gasping, ruined silk pooled at her ankles, the city outside whistling past cracked glass.