
She steps into the penthouse and the city lights stretch out like a promise below them. He closes the door with a soft click. Silk leaves her shoulders and pools on the marble. He runs his hands down her bare back, slow and sure. She turns and meets his mouth, heat blooming between them. They move to the bed without hurry. His shirt comes off, then his belt. She slides her palm over him, feeling how hard he already is. He lays her back and spreads her thighs, mouth finding the softest part of her. Tongue works in steady circles until her hips lift and her breath breaks. She pulls him up, guides him inside, and they settle into a slow rhythm that builds until the sheets twist around their legs. Later she rolls him onto his back and rides him, hands planted on his chest, taking every inch. He grips her waist and thrusts up to meet her until they both finish hard, the skyline still burning behind the glass.
She steps into the penthouse and the city lights stretch out like a promise below them. He closes the door with a soft click. Silk leaves her shoulders and pools on the marble. He runs his hands down her bare back, slow and sure. She turns and meets his mouth, heat blooming between them. They move to the bed without hurry. His shirt comes off, then his belt. She slides her palm over him, feeling how hard he already is. He lays her back and spreads her thighs, mouth finding the softest part of her. Tongue works in steady circles until her hips lift and her breath breaks. She pulls him up, guides him inside, and they settle into a slow rhythm that builds until the sheets twist around their legs. Later she rolls him onto his back and rides him, hands planted on his chest, taking every inch. He grips her waist and thrusts up to meet her until they both finish hard, the skyline still burning behind the glass.