Intimate Tales - Episode 2

The camera lingers on silk sheets twisted around their bodies. She straddles him slowly, hips rolling in lazy circles. Sweat beads between her breasts. His hands grip her waist, fingers sinking into soft flesh as she leans forward. Their mouths meet. Tongues slide against each other. She tastes like red wine and salt. He pushes up into her deeper. She gasps. The sound slips between their lips. His thumb finds her clit and circles it once, twice. Her thighs tremble. She rides him harder now. The headboard knocks against the wall in steady rhythm. Skin slaps against skin. Wet sounds fill the room. She throws her head back. Hair spills over her shoulders. Her nails rake down his chest. He groans. Low. Guttural. She clenches around him. Tight. Hot. He sits up suddenly. Flips her onto her back. Spreads her thighs wider. Thrusts once. Twice. She moans his name like a curse. He buries himself to the hilt. Her legs wrap around his waist. Pull him closer. Their bodies slick. Moving together. Breathing hard. Coming undone.