Playboy Girlfriends - Episode 2

He slides inside her with one smooth thrust. Her body tightens around him, hot and wet, and she catches her breath. The first stroke is slow, deliberate. The second is deeper. She meets him, hips lifting to take all of him in. The silk sheets slip beneath her back, catching on her skin with every movement. Her hands press flat against his chest, fingers curling just enough to leave faint marks. He watches her face, the way her lips part when he angles just right. Sweat gathers at the small of her back. She pulls him closer, thighs tightening around his waist. He pushes harder. The headboard knocks once against the wall. She laughs, breathy, then gasps when he does it again. Her hair sticks to her neck. She smells like perfume and salt. He slows down, dragging out each stroke until she shakes. Then he speeds up, fucking her hard enough that the bed creaks. She comes first, clenching around him, mouth open against his shoulder. He follows seconds later, buried deep, his groan rough against her ear. They stay like that, skin on skin, until their breathing evens out.