Bedtime stories

Picture two teen girls who really click, sprawled on the sheets with a book they didn't expect to get so spicy. One giggles as the chapter lands on long kisses and that "everlasting" bit. Eyes meet, sparks fly. She's hooked and now curiosity wins: one trails fingers down her waistband. A quick peek, then another, and skirts slip off like they're impatient. Mouths crash, tongues trade secrets they’re still learning. Hands creep lower. They flat-out ask to see the goods, nothing coy about it, just honest hunger. Sheets twist as thighs part. Pink heat meets warm light. Laughter mixes with little gasps when fingers find the wet they’d only read about. Pages flutter forgotten. The night stretches out and no one here plans on sleeping anytime soon.