Playtime

Niki and Millena are practically attached at the hip these days. Niki finds herself lost in her girlfriend's company - giggles fill their afternoons, hands wander like it's open season on each other. The kisses start sweet, honey-slow, then something just clicks and they're clutching tighter. Niki's mouth gets bolder, her tongue tasting more than lips. Millena answers right back, fingers slipping under clothes, finding soft curves, the heat blooming between them. Neither one pulls away when the gentle stuff turns urgent. Actually, they both lean into it, like it's the best kind of trouble to be in.