Seduction Principles - Episode 5

She waited, legs spread, the cold of the marble countertop biting her ass. He stood between her thighs and watched her face while two fingers pushed inside, slow, knuckle-deep. She bit her lip, hips tilting forward, hungry for more. He leaned in, breath hot against her ear. “Stay still,” he said, and curled his fingers until she gasped, thighs trembling against his hips. Her nipples tightened. She reached for his belt. He caught her wrist, pressed it flat to the counter, and kept working her open, thumb slick over her clit in lazy circles. The sound of it filled the quiet kitchen—wet, steady, obscene. When she came, she arched so hard her shoulder blades lifted off the marble. He didn’t stop until her legs shook and her breath broke. Then he freed himself, lined up, and sank in all at once. She cried out, nails scraping stone. He fucked her hard, measured, the slap of skin echoing off the cabinets. Her second climax tore through her faster, sharper. He followed, jaw tight, burying himself to the hilt as he emptied inside her. Sweat cooled on their skin. She stayed sprawled, chest heaving, thighs slick.