Eternal Allure - Episode 9

She stands naked before him, skin glowing under the low lights. Her nipples tighten as cool air kisses her breasts. He watches her hips roll, slow and deliberate, the subtle rise and fall of her belly catching the faint sheen of sweat. His hand grips his cock, stroking upward, thumb catching the bead of pre-cum at the tip. He circles it, spreading slickness over his shaft. She leans in, lips parting, breath warm and uneven against his neck. The scent of her arousal fills the space between them. He presses two fingers inside her. She’s slick, tight, pulsing around the intrusion. Her muscles grip him, drawing his fingers deeper. She rocks forward, taking more, eyes half-lidded. He withdraws, then pushes back in, twisting his wrist so his knuckles press where she’s most sensitive. Her thighs tense. A soft, involuntary sound escapes her. She reaches for his cock, guiding it toward her. He lines up, the head nudging against her entrance. With one slow thrust he sinks inside, her heat swallowing him inch by inch. She clenches, hips tilting to take all of him. Their rhythm builds, skin slapping softly, the wet sound of each thrust mingling with her low moans. He drives harder, her breasts swaying with each impact. She meets him, greedy, fingers digging into his back. Sweat trails down his spine. He reaches between them, thumb finding her clit, circling the swollen nub. Her body jerks, inner walls fluttering around his cock. She comes hard, breath catching, voice breaking on his name. He follows, cock pulsing as he spills deep inside her, hips stuttering. Their bodies stay locked for a long moment, hearts thundering together. Then he eases out, leaving her flushed and spent.