
She stands in the doorway, naked, backlit by the hallway light. He watches from the bed as she moves toward him. Every step reveals the way her hips shift, the soft weight of her breasts swaying with the motion. She stops at the edge of the mattress and looks down at him. Then she climbs on, knees sinking into the sheets on either side of his waist. Her hand wraps around his cock, firm, and she strokes him once, slow. The muscle in his stomach jumps. She lifts herself, lines him up, and sinks down without hesitation. She takes him to the hilt in one steady motion. A low sound leaves her throat. He grips her thighs, fingers digging in. She starts to ride him, rolling her hips in deliberate circles. Sweat gathers at the small of her back. He thrusts up to meet her, harder each time, and her breath breaks into short gasps. The room fills with the wet sound of their bodies meeting, skin on skin. She leans forward, hands braced on his chest, and grinds down harder, chasing the pressure where she needs it most.
She stands in the doorway, naked, backlit by the hallway light. He watches from the bed as she moves toward him. Every step reveals the way her hips shift, the soft weight of her breasts swaying with the motion. She stops at the edge of the mattress and looks down at him. Then she climbs on, knees sinking into the sheets on either side of his waist. Her hand wraps around his cock, firm, and she strokes him once, slow. The muscle in his stomach jumps. She lifts herself, lines him up, and sinks down without hesitation. She takes him to the hilt in one steady motion. A low sound leaves her throat. He grips her thighs, fingers digging in. She starts to ride him, rolling her hips in deliberate circles. Sweat gathers at the small of her back. He thrusts up to meet her, harder each time, and her breath breaks into short gasps. The room fills with the wet sound of their bodies meeting, skin on skin. She leans forward, hands braced on his chest, and grinds down harder, chasing the pressure where she needs it most.