Smooth

Becky stretched out her leg for Natalia to admire. The skin felt like silk. Natalia ran her palm up the length of it, fingertips gliding over muscle that stayed firm under the touch. That was not enough. She shifted closer, guiding Becky’s smooth calf between her thighs until the warm, freshly bared skin met the heat of her bare sex. Natalia’s eyes half-closed at the first brush. She rocked once, pressing herself against the tender surface, taking the smoothness where she wanted it most. Her breath caught, then steadied, as the soft friction began to build.