Close to Me Episodes
Close to Me - Episode 1
She presses her bare back to my chest and the heat rolls off her skin. My hand slides down her belly, finds the slick between her thighs, and her breath catches against my neck. I push two fingers inside her, slow at first, then deeper. Her hips rock in time with each thrust. The silk of her dress is already bunched at her waist, forgotten. Sweat beads along her spine and I lick it away, tasting salt and perfume. She reaches behind her, grips my cock through my trousers, strokes once, hard enough to make me grunt. I free myself, line up, and drive into her in one steady motion. She braces against the wall, palms flat, legs spread. Every thrust knocks a soft sound out of her throat. My fingers circle her clit, tight little strokes that match the rhythm of my hips. She comes with a sharp cry, clenching around me. I follow right after, buried to the hilt, teeth against her shoulder. The room smells like sex and candle wax. We stay pressed together, breathing hard, until the tremors fade.
She presses her bare back to my chest and the heat rolls off her skin. My hand slides down her belly, finds the slick between her thighs, and her breath catches against my neck. I push two fingers inside her, slow at first, then deeper. Her hips rock in time with each thrust. The silk of her dress is already bunched at her waist, forgotten. Sweat beads along her spine and I lick it away, tasting salt and perfume. She reaches behind her, grips my cock through my trousers, strokes once, hard enough to make me grunt. I free myself, line up, and drive into her in one steady motion. She braces against the wall, palms flat, legs spread. Every thrust knocks a soft sound out of her throat. My fingers circle her clit, tight little strokes that match the rhythm of my hips. She comes with a sharp cry, clenching around me. I follow right after, buried to the hilt, teeth against her shoulder. The room smells like sex and candle wax. We stay pressed together, breathing hard, until the tremors fade.