Spa X - Episode 2

Leah peels away her silk robe and lies facedown on the heated table, her skin already flushed from the steam. Marcus drizzles warmed oil across her spine, watching it slide between her shoulder blades and pool in the small of her back. He spreads his palms and presses deep, kneading the tight knots until she exhales through parted lips. Each stroke lowers, until his thumbs graze the top curve of her ass. Leah’s thighs part without thought. Marcus reaches lower and runs two slick fingers along her slit, parting her folds, pressing just inside. Her breath catches. He rubs slow circles around her clit until her hips lift, chasing the pressure. Then he slides two fingers in, curling them against the spot that makes her back arch. She pushes back, taking him deeper, the wet sound of his hand moving inside her filling the quiet room. Marcus withdraws, replaces his fingers with the blunt head of his cock, and sinks in with one long, steady thrust. Leah’s fingers curl around the edge of the table. He fucks her with measured strokes, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in, each time burying himself to the hilt. His hand slips beneath her hips to rub her clit in tight circles. Her thighs begin to shake. Marcus keeps the rhythm steady, the wet slap of skin on skin growing louder as she tightens around him. When she comes, her walls pulse and squeeze, dragging him over the edge with her. He stays buried, pulsing inside, until the tremors fade and the only sound left is their breathing.