Seduction Principles - Episode 5

He took his time peeling the silk away, letting each inch of skin meet cool air before the next. The room smelled like her—something warm and clean with a hint of salt. She lay back on the linen sheets, legs parted, waiting, the faint sheen between them catching the low light from the bedside lamp. When his mouth finally reached her, she made a sound that was half breath, half moan, hips tilting toward him without thinking. He worked her slow at first, tongue tracing lazy circles, then faster when her fingers tightened in his hair. Every flick pulled another tremor out of her, until her thighs pressed in around his head and she came with a sharp cry that cracked into laughter. He didn’t stop until she pushed him away, chest heaving, nipples tight from the chill and the rush. Then he rose over her, sliding inside in one smooth motion that made her clutch at his back like she needed something to hold onto. The rhythm built from there—hard, steady, the slap of skin and the creak of the frame beneath them filling the quiet. When he came, he stayed deep, forehead pressed to hers, both of them catching their breath in the dark.