Sarah smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of Elena’s head. "You remembered." "I remember everything lately," Elena murmured.
Behind her, Sarah stepped into the room. She was wearing a worn silk robe, the kind of deep plum color that made her silver hair glow under the warm vanity lights. They had been together for twelve years—a "second act" romance that had surpassed the length and depth of their previous marriages combined. mature lesbian bath sex
The water rose around them, a heavy, liquid blanket. Elena watched the way the steam softened the lines on Sarah’s face. She reached out, tracing the curve of Sarah’s shoulder with a soapy sponge. Sarah smiled, leaning down to press a kiss