
He enters her from behind. Her palms press flat against the glass, city lights bleeding across her bare skin. She arches, taking him deeper, the sound of skin meeting skin sharp in the quiet room. He grips her hips and fucks her hard, each thrust pushing her forward until the window rattles. She moans openly, forehead resting on the cool pane, breath fogging the glass.
He enters her from behind. Her palms press flat against the glass, city lights bleeding across her bare skin. She arches, taking him deeper, the sound of skin meeting skin sharp in the quiet room. He grips her hips and fucks her hard, each thrust pushing her forward until the window rattles. She moans openly, forehead resting on the cool pane, breath fogging the glass.