Our Secret - Episode 3

She steps into frame wearing nothing but heels and the scent of expensive perfume. The camera lingers on the curve where thigh meets hip, then climbs slowly across her stomach. He waits on the bed, already hard, watching her like a man who has been thinking about this all day. She doesn't rush. Each step lands soft against the floorboards. When she reaches him she takes his cock in her hand without ceremony, strokes once, twice, then sinks down onto it in one smooth motion that makes her breath catch. He grips her waist. She rolls her hips, taking him deeper each time, the wet sound of her cunt sliding over him filling the quiet room. Sweat gathers between her breasts. He pulls her down harder, thrusts up to meet her, the pace turning urgent. She leans back, hands braced on his thighs, letting him see every inch of himself disappearing inside her. The tension builds until her thighs shake and her mouth falls open in a silent cry. He follows right after, hips stuttering, filling her until it spills out around him and runs down his shaft. She stays there, still joined, both of them breathing hard while the camera drifts over their flushed skin.