Chapter 6: Skin and Heat

They stood together, close enough that the air between them seemed to vibrate. Faith’s hand was still resting on Kacie’s waist, her mouth just an inch from the other woman’s ear when she whispered, “I want you.”

Kacie inhaled sharply, her pupils wide and dark. She glanced toward the pool, then back at Faith — and without a word, turned and took her hand, leading her through the open doors and into the bedroom. Paul followed, his eyes never leaving them, his breath catching as the anticipation thickened.

Inside, the light spilled across the bed in golden stripes. Faith didn’t hesitate. She let her wrap slip off her shoulders, revealing her lithe form, and with a casual tug of a few strings, her tiny bikini fell away.

Kacie turned just in time to catch the full reveal — Faith standing tall in her heels, completely nude, her body lithe and toned, firm nipples already hard with arousal, one hand resting on her hip while the other reached for her.

Kacie gasped, her mouth parted slightly, her eyes drinking in the sight. Then, silently, she let her own sundress fall from her shoulders, slipping easily down her body until it pooled at her feet. She wore only a tiny black thong and strappy sandals that made her legs look endless. Her warm, rich skin bore the unmistakable lines of a bikini tan — bold and unmistakable, drawing the eye to the paler curves of her breasts and the subtle V between her thighs.

Paul, now seated comfortably in a chair near the bed, had removed his shirt. He sat still, eyes fixed on the women before him, one hand resting lightly over his growing erection through his shorts, a slow breath escaping his lips.

Faith stepped forward, closing the distance, her fingers grazing the side of Kacie’s face before guiding her gently down. Kacie bent forward, placing a kiss on the swell of Faith’s breast, then let her mouth explore — slow, teasing, reverent.

Her tongue circled one nipple, then the other, alternating between flicks and sucks, her hand sliding up to gently cup the underside of Faith’s breast. Faith’s fingers threaded into Kacie’s hair, holding her close, her back arching slightly with each moan that escaped her lips.

“You feel incredible,” she whispered.

Kacie looked up at her with a hungry smile before switching sides, taking the other nipple between her lips as she lightly pinched the first. Faith gasped, her breath shaky, hips subtly pressing forward in rhythm with the sensation.

But then Faith cupped Kacie’s face in both hands and lifted it. “My turn,” she said softly.

She lowered herself to her knees with deliberate grace, trailing her hands along Kacie’s sides, letting her fingers pause at the edges of her thong but not removing it — not yet. Instead, she kissed Kacie’s stomach, her hip, her ribs, then finally reached her breasts.

Faith’s mouth closed around one nipple while her hand caressed the other, and Kacie’s head fell back with a moan. Faith licked slowly, sucking deeply, one hand now moving behind Kacie to steady her as she swayed on her heels.

“God, these tan lines...” Faith murmured, letting her tongue trail over the paler skin at the top of Kacie’s breast. “So sexy. This warm, honeyed skin, and then this perfect little edge...” She kissed the contrast again, then looked up. “You know, by the end of the week, maybe we can compare.”

Kacie chuckled through her moans. “You better spend more time outside, then.”

Behind them, Paul sat silently, watching the scene unfold before him like a dream. His hand now gripped his cock through his shorts, his arousal impossible to hide, but he didn’t speak. His eyes moved between the two women — their mouths, their curves, the slow, intimate rhythm of discovery. Faith always made sure he was taken care of ... but right now, this was about the women. About watching.

And it was only just beginning.