Steamy Dreams
I snap a mirror pic, legs open, cum shining everywhere, caption it define safe 🍑💦 and hit send.
Then I open Snapchat, scoop two fingers through the mess, suck them clean for the camera, and post it to my story with the location tagged Riverbend, GA and the words who’s buying breakfast?
By the time I slide between the sheets the sun’s creeping through the blinds, painting gold stripes across my sticky skin. Somewhere church bells are getting ready to ring. Somewhere a husband’s about to open my Snap at the red light and total his truck.
I smile into my pillow, pussy throbbing like it’s got its own heartbeat, thighs glued together with last night’s sins.