Just the Girls - Episode 7

They’d been circling each other for weeks—side glances in the makeup trailer, knees brushing under the table at craft services—until tonight the dam finally broke. In her trailer she yanked the door shut and pinned Maya against the narrow bed, hands already sliding under her silk robe. Maya’s breath caught when Lena’s fingers found the heat between her thighs, slick and ready. She opened wider, arching into the touch, hips rolling with each stroke of Lena’s thumb over her swollen clit. The room filled with the wet sound of fingers working deeper, Maya’s soft cries growing louder as Lena curled two fingers inside her, slow and deliberate. She came hard, thighs trembling around Lena’s wrist, then flipped them both and sank between Lena’s legs to return the favor. Her tongue dragged long and slow over Lena’s cunt, tasting her, savoring every twitch and gasp, until Lena’s fingers tangled in her hair and pulled her closer.