Eternal Allure - Episode 2

The mirror caught him first, just a hint of bare skin and the slow pull of silk sliding off his shoulder. She stood behind him in nothing but heels, her reflection flushed and hungry. His breath hitched when she reached around, fingers wrapping his cock with lazy confidence. Every stroke made the silk fall lower until he was bare against the cool glass, cock hard in her fist and leaking. She pressed close, nipples grazing his back, then dropped to her knees without a word. The mirror kept the secret, showing only her mouth opening wide, tongue sliding along the underside before taking him deep. He watched her throat work, watched his own hips jerk forward, every wet sound echoing off the marble walls. She pulled back, lips shiny, and smiled up at him like she already owned the next moan.