My summer of love

Summer means girls in miniskirts and warm skin. Zack spots a girl in a bikini, brunette, and doesn't waste time. Henessy catches his eye and he makes his move. One conversation, one invitation, and he has her back at the apartment. He lifts the thin string off her shoulders, slides his hand over the curve of her ass, and finds her already wet when his fingers slip between her thighs. She turns, offering that same ass, and he works her open with slow, steady pressure until she pushes back and takes him. He fucks her in steady strokes, deep, until her breathing turns ragged and she comes with a long, low moan. Straight desire, unhurried and exact, the way it happens when two people know exactly what they want.