All girls party

Jo never meant to stay long at that all-girls party. She almost turned around at the door. Then she saw Kathia. The blonde’s short dress barely covered the curve of her ass, and the smile she gave Jo was pure invitation. Minutes later the door clicked shut behind them. They never made it to the bed. Kathia shoved Jo down on the low couch, climbed into her lap and ground their bodies together until the fabric burned against their skin. Fingers pushed inside wet heat, mouths locked, hips rocking in a fevered rhythm that filled the small room with the wet slap of skin on skin. Nothing soft, nothing sweet—just two women lost in each other, chasing release until both of them shook.