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Midnight Spikes

Midnight Spikes

Catherine sank into the crisp hotel sheets, the volleyball conference's long day still humming in her muscles. Across the room, Jess shifted under her covers with a soft rustle. Then came the moan—low, throaty, unmistakably erotic. Catherine froze. 'Jess?' she whispered, but no answer. Another moan, clearer now: 'Catherine... fuck, yes.'

Her best friend's hand moved frantically beneath the blanket, hips bucking. Catherine's shock hit first, heart slamming. Then heat flooded her core, an ache building between her thighs, wetness already soaking her panties. She listened, breath catching, as Jess panted her name again.

Jess's eyes fluttered open. She bolted upright, face flushed. 'Shit—Catherine! I... this isn't what it looks like.'

Catherine sat up, voice sharp but laced with a smirk. 'Really? Moaning my name while finger-fucking yourself? Bold choice for a roommate.'

Jess laughed nervously, strong shoulders tense. 'Okay, busted. I've been horny as hell since that beach practice. Your ass in those shorts? Distracting. But you're my best friend—don't make it weird.'

'Weird? I'm dripping just listening,' Catherine shot back, witty and unapologetic. 'You think I haven't noticed how hard your nipples get around me? We're both adults. Strong, sweaty volleyball goddesses. Why not explore?'

Jess's eyes darkened, a grin spreading. 'You serious? Want to see how wet this pussy gets for you?'

'Fuck yes,' Catherine replied, sliding closer. 'But no submission bullshit—we're equals. Show me that dripping cunt.'

They crashed together, hands roaming. Jess's fingers found Catherine's wet pussy, circling her clit as Catherine moaned, 'God, your touch is electric.' Catherine returned the favor, slipping two fingers into Jess's slick heat, both women panting and sweating. 'Your cock-like strap in the drawer?' Jess teased. 'Later—right now, I want your tongue on my ass while I make you come.'

Catherine grinned wickedly. 'Deal. Let's make each other cum hard.' The room filled with gasps, bodies grinding, leading to an explosive tangle of limbs and release.

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