Mia's pov.

Sarah's lips tasted like raspberries on a spring morning.

with every kiss I became addicted and wanting more.

our clothes were off in seconds and we had an audience,
both Jiara and Alicia watching.

I some how didn't care and wanted to savor the dessert,
that had me grooling since forever.

hands in my hair gliding in it like they are supposed to.

My body against hers slipping and sliding,
while we grinded on each other.

I pulled away to tilt her head back so I can kiss her neck,
to my heart content.

Sarah's moans mixed well with the slow jam,
playing in the background.

To my delight Alicia notice that this room is too small to contain us,
and she left with Jiara.

My hands explored every part of...