Back In Town

Jaye's planted on her couch, buzzing with anticipation, her eyes sparkling like she's the damn cat who got the cream. The doorbell hits and she's on her feet in a shot, swinging the door open to find Isabella standing there gripping a carry-on. They both light up like a busted piñata and crash together in a bear hug, yelping and hopping around like horny teenagers. Haven't seen each other in over ten years, not since Isabella's folks dragged the family out of state, yet the chemistry hasn't missed a beat. Isabella's in town for the whole summer and Jaye's guestroom is already claimed before the luggage even hits the floor. Conversation's flowing easy when both drop the same bomb—they're both gay as fuck. That opens the floodgates. Next thing they're side-eyeing the bedroom like two deviants who've just skipped the foreplay. They figure, fuck it, why waste summer nursing a dry clit when no-strings action is right on the menu? Cocky grins exchange like they're daring each other to go all-in before dinner even gets a chance. This summer's gonna carve some serious notches.