Eternal Allure - Episode 2

She's waiting on the edge of the bed, silk slip pushed up to her hips. I drop my jacket. She spreads her thighs without a word. I kneel between them and drag two fingers along the slick heat already waiting for me. She breathes through her teeth when I push inside, slow, testing how tight she still is. My thumb circles her clit, steady, while my fingers curl and stroke. Her hips lift to meet the rhythm. I lean in, mouth on her breast through the thin fabric, sucking the nipple hard enough to make her gasp. When her walls start to flutter I ease off, pull my hand away, and stand. She watches me unbuckle my belt. Her pupils are blown wide. I free my cock, stroke it once, and press the head against her soaked entrance. One thrust and I'm buried to the hilt. She cries out, back arching. I grip her hips and fuck her hard, the wet sound of each stroke loud in the quiet room. Sweat beads along her collarbone. I bend down, bite the tendon of her neck, then kiss it softer. Her legs wrap around my waist and she pulls me deeper. Every time she clenches I thrust harder, until her voice breaks and she comes with a sharp, trembling moan. I follow right after, buried deep, pulse after pulse flooding into her. We stay locked together, breathing ragged, until her fingers trace the back of my neck and she whispers for me to stay inside a little longer.