Day 3: Rimming

Day 3: Rimming

"I'm serious, Deborah, it's right here in Women's Health," Ava said, waving her phone dramatically as she perched on the edge of the bed. "It's good for you. Like, scientifically proven good."

Deborah lay back against the pillows, one eyebrow raised in disbelief. "You're reading articles about this now? What's next? TED Talks?"

Ava rolled her eyes, scrolling through the article as she leaned in closer, her expression smug. "No, but listen to this—it's right here. 'Regular anal play can increase relaxation, boost endorphins, and intensify orgasms.' And," she emphasized, pointing at her phone, "it can make you feel more connected with your partner."

Deborah snorted, unimpressed. "I didn't realize you were suddenly a walking PSA for sex tips. But let me guess—this is less about health and more about you wanting to try something new?"

Ava grinned, not bothering to hide the mischievous glint in her eyes. "Okay, fine, maybe I'm curious. But, like, there's literally no downside! We're already health-conscious, right? Think of this as part of a balanced diet."

Deborah sighed, rolling her eyes. "Ava, if this is about my ass—"

"Oh, it is," Ava interrupted, her grin widening. "It definitely is."

For a moment, Deborah just stared at her, her lips pressed into a thin line as she processed the absurdity of the situation. "You're pitching this like you're on Shark Tank," she muttered, shaking her head. "Are you expecting me to start thanking you for your dedication to my well-being?"

"Well," Ava said, feigning deep thought, "I wouldn't say no."

Deborah let out a laugh, leaning back fully against the headboard, still half-amused and half-exasperated. "You know, most people bring flowers or chocolates. But here you are, armed with Women's Health and a pitch about why you should eat my ass."

Ava shrugged, tossing her phone aside and crawling onto the bed toward Deborah. "Well, I like to think I'm unique. And really, Deborah, you should be thanking me. I'm looking out for your health here."

Deborah's gaze narrowed, but there was a playful spark in her eyes as she tilted her head, studying Ava for a moment. "Alright," she said slowly, clearly amused but not quite convinced. "You're going to have to do better than an article if you want me to believe this is some health-conscious activity."

Ava crawled closer, her hands resting on Deborah's thighs as she flashed a wicked grin. "Oh, trust me, I'll make you believe it."

Deborah raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued but still wearing a mask of skepticism. "You really think you can sell this?"

Ava's grin widened. "Oh, I don't need to sell it. I'm just going to show you."

Without another word, Ava slipped her hands around Deborah's hips, gently tugging her forward, her eyes locked onto Deborah's. Deborah let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing into the motion, though her expression remained one of cautious amusement.

"You're ridiculous," Deborah murmured, though she made no effort to stop Ava as she shifted her legs apart, giving Ava better access.

Ava chuckled, her fingers trailing lightly over Deborah's thighs. "You love it," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of Deborah's knee. "And you're going to love this."

Deborah scoffed, but there was a flicker of something darker in her gaze now, a mix of amusement and curiosity as she watched Ava lower herself, her breath warm against Deborah's skin. Ava moved slowly, her hands tracing a path along Deborah's hips, her lips brushing teasing kisses over her thighs, inching closer and closer to their destination.

Deborah's breath hitched slightly, her body tensing with anticipation. "You really think this is going to be the life-changing experience you're making it out to be?" she asked, her voice laced with dry sarcasm, though her body betrayed her readiness.

Ava didn't respond with words—she didn't need to. Instead, she lowered herself further, her hands gripping Deborah's hips as she pressed a soft, teasing kiss to the curve of Deborah's ass. She felt Deborah's muscles tense beneath her touch, a sharp intake of breath breaking the silence in the small space.

"See?" Ava whispered, her breath hot against Deborah's skin. "Already doing wonders for you."

Deborah didn't reply, but Ava felt the subtle shift in her body, the way she relaxed just enough to let Ava continue, a silent permission in the way she leaned back against the pillows, her hands gripping the sheets beside her.

Ava smirked to herself, her tongue flicking out to tease at the sensitive skin between Deborah's cheeks, her movements slow and deliberate, testing the waters. Deborah's body tensed again, her breath catching in her throat, but she didn't stop her. If anything, the small, sharp intake of breath was all the confirmation Ava needed. She was on the right track.

Taking her time, Ava's tongue moved with purpose now, drawing slow circles, each flick more daring than the last. The heat of Deborah's skin, the faint tremor running through her body—it all fueled Ava's confidence. She leaned in closer, her hands tightening on Deborah's hips, pulling her apart just enough to give her better access.

Ava pressed her tongue in deeper, her lips following the wet trail she left behind. The taste of Deborah, mixed with the heat of the moment, sent a thrill through her that made her moan softly into her task. Deborah's breath hitched again, her thighs tightening in response, her hands fisting in the sheets as Ava worked her.

"Jesus, Ava..." Deborah gasped, her voice low and breathy, a crack in her usual controlled tone. "Where the hell did you learn to..."

Ava grinned against her skin, not breaking rhythm for a second. She knew exactly what she was doing, her tongue dragging slowly between Deborah's cheeks, teasing her relentlessly, making sure every stroke lingered, every flick sent a jolt of pleasure through her.

"See?" Ava whispered between movements, her voice muffled against Deborah's skin. "Told you... it's good for you."

Deborah's only response was a deep, guttural moan as Ava's tongue flicked faster, pushing her further. The tension in Deborah's body was palpable, her breath coming in shorter, more ragged gasps as she rocked her hips against Ava's mouth, losing herself in the sensation.

Ava's hands slid lower, gripping Deborah's thighs firmly, holding her in place as her tongue worked in deeper, more deliberately now, finding that perfect rhythm that made Deborah's body tremble beneath her. Every inch of Deborah's skin felt like it was on fire, each touch of Ava's tongue sending shivers down her spine, tightening the knot of pleasure growing inside her.

Deborah's breath quickened, her moans turning into soft, desperate whimpers as she let herself go, letting Ava take her to the edge. Ava's tongue moved faster, more insistent now, her mouth hot and wet against Deborah's skin, pushing her closer and closer to that point of no return.

Ava's heart raced, her own body responding to the sounds Deborah was making, the low moans and gasps that filled the room. She knew Deborah was close, her muscles tense, her fingers gripping the sheets like a lifeline.

"Don't stop," Deborah whispered harshly, her voice rough with need, barely holding onto control. "Don't you fucking stop."

Ava had no intention of stopping. She pressed harder, her tongue moving in long, slow strokes before flicking faster, her lips brushing against Deborah's sensitive skin, driving her wild with sensation. Deborah's thighs trembled beneath her, her breath coming in ragged bursts as her hips began to rock, pushing back against Ava's mouth.

Ava moaned softly, the vibrations from her voice sending another jolt of pleasure through Deborah's body. She didn't let up, her tongue relentless as she pushed Deborah closer, feeling her body tighten, the tension building to a breaking point.

Deborah's moans grew louder, more desperate, her hips bucking against Ava's mouth as the orgasm built inside her, fast and intense. "God... Ava..." she gasped, her voice a low, trembling whisper. "I'm..."

Before she could finish the sentence, her body tensed, her back arching as the orgasm ripped through her. Deborah let out a sharp cry, her fingers digging into the sheets as she came hard, her body shuddering uncontrollably. Ava didn't stop, her tongue moving faster, drawing out every last bit of pleasure as Deborah trembled beneath her.

Deborah's moans turned into soft, breathless gasps as the aftershocks hit her, her body still shaking as Ava finally slowed, her lips pressing soft kisses to Deborah's skin, savoring the moment.

Deborah collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, her body still trembling from the intensity of the release. Ava grinned, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before crawling up beside her, her body pressed close against Deborah's.

"Told you," Ava whispered, her voice full of playful satisfaction. "Good for your health."

Deborah let out a breathless laugh, still trying to regain control of her breathing. "Okay... maybe... I'll give Women's Health more credit," she muttered, her voice shaky but amused.

Ava grinned, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Deborah's shoulder. "I'm just saying... it's a win-win."

Deborah chuckled softly, her eyes still closed as she shook her head. "You're insufferable."

"Yeah," Ava said with a smug smile, snuggling closer against Deborah. "But admit it—you love it."

Deborah's lips curled into a lazy smile, her hand reaching up to rest on Ava's back. "You've got me there."

They lay there in comfortable silence, the sound of their steady breathing filling the room as the heat between them finally began to fade, leaving only the soft glow of satisfaction in its wake.