Bare Bliss - Episode 2

She slips into the penthouse wearing nothing but shadows. Lights low. His eyes move over her like he owns every inch. He steps closer. Pulls her mouth to his. Their tongues slide together, slow and wet. She reaches down and wraps her fingers around him—hard already. He groans against her lips. He backs her into the glass. Cool on her skin. The city glows beneath them. He drops to his knees. Spreads her open with both thumbs. His tongue finds her clit and circles once, twice, then flattens. She gasps. Grabs his hair. Rocks against his mouth while two fingers push inside her, curling just right. She comes hard. Thighs trembling. He stands. Lifts her by the waist. She wraps her legs around him and he drives in deep, all at once. The slap of skin echoes off the windows. He fucks her in steady, brutal strokes until her second orgasm hits like a whip crack. He follows right after, pulsing deep, teeth on her neck.