The sound of music

The song fills the room and Sunny feels it deep in her bones. She closes her eyes, humming along, when gentle fingertips trace her collarbone. The touch is so light it makes her nipples tighten under her thin top. She opens her eyes to find the redhead leaning close, smiling. The girl’s hand slides lower, cupping one heavy breast, feeling its weight. Sunny’s breath hitches. The redhead kisses her neck, teeth grazing skin, while the other hand works its way under the fabric to pinch and roll Sunny’s stiff nipples. Sunny’s hips shift on the couch, pressing against the slow rhythm of the music.