"Need help?” Leaning up against your doorframe, Jill couldn’t help but smile to herself, watching as you clumsily fumbled with the clasp of your bra, your playful scowl in her direction only making her smile grow.

Slipping into the room, she made quick work of pressing her nose into the crook of your neck, watching you through the mirror as she hooked the bra with ease. She loved the way your cheeks flushed, how you leaned into her teasing touch at your hips.

“There you go, sweetheart.”