Dream Dates - Episode 15

She stepped inside and kicked the door closed. He caught her by the waist, mouth already on her neck, tasting the salt of her skin. She pushed back into his hands and let the coat slide off her shoulders. Her bra straps slipped down her arms as he worked the clasp with one hand, the other sliding up her ribcage to cup her breast. She arched when his thumb brushed the nipple, hard and tight, and reached for his belt buckle without breaking the kiss. He pulled her skirt up and found her bare beneath it. Two fingers slid between her folds, already wet, and she spread her legs on instinct. He sank one finger inside, slow, then another, working her open while she stroked him through his open fly. She came fast, thighs shaking, a sharp cry caught against his mouth. They moved to the couch without words. She straddled him, guided him in, and sank down in one smooth motion. He filled her completely. She rode him with steady rolls of her hips, breath ragged, sweat slick between their bodies. He gripped her ass, thrust up to meet her, and when she clenched around him again he followed, spilling deep with a low groan that vibrated through both of them.