Brooklyn Kinda Love - Episode 6

Bek spread her legs wider on the silk sheets and guided Erin’s mouth between them. Erin’s tongue moved in slow circles, wet and insistent. Each stroke sent heat racing up Bek’s spine. Erin’s fingers pressed in, two at once, working a steady rhythm that made Bek gasp and arch. She gripped the back of Erin’s head and rocked against her face, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. Sweat slicked Erin’s shoulders, and her lips glistened every time she pulled back to breathe before diving in again. Bek’s thighs trembled around Erin’s cheeks, and the pulse between her legs throbbed harder with each slick pass of tongue and curl of fingers.