Passion Diaries - Episode 10

She stands naked in the doorway, moonlight catching the curve of her spine. He watches from the bed, cock already hard against his stomach. She crosses the room without hurry, hips rolling with each step. When she reaches him she plants one knee on the mattress and swings the other over, settling her thighs on either side of his hips. Her hand wraps around his length, giving one slow stroke before she lifts and sinks down, taking him in one smooth motion. Her breath catches at the stretch. He grips her waist and holds her there, buried to the hilt. She rolls her hips in a figure-eight, grinding her clit against the base of him. Sweat beads along her collarbones. He sits up, mouth finding her nipple, sucking hard. She moans, the sound low and rough. Her fingers tangle in his hair, holding him there while she rides. The bed creaks. Skin slaps. Her thighs tremble. He flips them suddenly, pinning her wrists above her head. She wraps her legs around his waist and meets each thrust. Her cunt pulses around him. He groans against her throat. She comes first, back arching, nails digging into his shoulders. He follows two strokes later, spilling hot inside her. They stay locked together, breathing hard, the sheets damp beneath them.