Bambi and Aleksa

Bambi has wanted Aleksa since the first glance. Blonde against brunette, straight heat in a quiet room. Aleksa leans in. Their mouths meet once, then harder. Bambi slides her hand under Aleksa’s top, cups the warm breast, rolls the nipple until it stiffens. Aleksa answers with a low breath and tugs Bambi’s skirt up, fingers tracing the edge of lace before slipping inside. Two bodies press, legs open, hips grind. Aleksa tastes the skin below Bambi’s ear, then lower, lips closing around a tight nipple. Bambi’s fingers work between Aleksa’s thighs, stroking slick folds until they part and welcome two digits deep. The pace quickens. Moans rise. They move together on the bed, skin against skin, chasing the edge and falling over it with open mouths and shaking thighs.