Bare Bliss - Episode 9

She steps from the shower, water clinging to every curve. Her nipples tighten in the cool air. He watches her towel drag across her breasts, lower, then drop. He’s already hard. She sees it. Smiles. Two steps and she’s on her knees, lips parted. Her tongue circles the head, slow, wet, deliberate. She takes him deeper. He groans and his hand finds the back of her head. Not pushing. Just holding. Her throat works around him, saliva running down his shaft. She pulls back, strings of spit stretching between her mouth and his cock. She climbs into his lap, sinks down in one smooth motion. He fills her completely. She rocks. He thrusts. Skin slaps. Her breasts bounce against his chest. She digs her nails into his shoulders and rides harder. He flips her onto the bed, spreads her thighs, fucks her deep and steady until her moans break into gasps. She comes with her legs shaking around him. He follows, pulsing inside her, hips stuttering. They stay locked together, breathing hard, sweat cooling on their skin.