Erogenous Strokes

Eva Lovia walks in on her first day and Scarlett Sage is already blushing on the table. “I’ve got a couple spots that’ll make me come the second you touch ‘em,” Scarlett warns. Eva tells her to strip and get facedown. Once the oil’s on her hands, Eva digs into Scarlett’s calf and the tiny brunette yelps—her whole body jerks as the orgasm hits. Eva just laughs, low and cocky. “Told you, knots,” she says, pressing deeper while Scarlett keeps coming. Scarlett tries to protest, but Eva’s thumbs work the same tender spot on the other leg and Scarlett melts again, moaning into the sheet. Eva peels off her own top, climbs up, and straddles those cheeks. Her slick fingers slide between them, stroking and circling until Scarlett stops fighting and starts grinding back. When Eva flips her over, she spreads Scarlett’s thighs and buries her mouth on that smooth, pink pussy. Scarlett’s hands fist in Eva’s hair, pulling her closer. They trade places, tongues and fingers chasing every sensitive inch—inner thighs, nipples, the small of the back—until Scarlett is a shaking, breathless mess and Eva’s grinning like she owns the room.