Pretty Gamblers

Lindsey and Aleska face each other across the poker table, cards flashing under warm light. Chips drift toward the brunette in steady streams until Aleska has almost nothing left. Her jaw tightens. With one furious sweep of her arm she knocks the stacks flat, chips clattering across the felt. Lindsey watches, lips parted in surprise. Then she stands, circles the table, and presses her body close behind the blonde. Her hands slide over Aleska’s shoulders, down her arms, until their fingers lace together. She leans in, mouth brushing the shell of Aleska’s ear, voice low and steady, offering a different kind of wager. Aleska turns in her seat. Their mouths meet, slow at first, then deeper. Clothes loosen. Lindsey guides Aleska onto the table’s edge, lips traveling down her throat while fingers work between her thighs. Aleska’s frustration melts into soft, wet sounds as Lindsey’s tongue finds her clit, licking and sucking until the blonde’s hips lift, chasing every stroke. Lindsey keeps her pinned, tasting her until Aleska comes hard, legs trembling around her shoulders.