Playboy Au Naturel - Episode 8

She stands on the balcony, the salt breeze licking her bare skin. A sheer robe hangs from her shoulders, barely holding on. When he comes up behind her, she doesn't turn. His hands settle on her waist. She feels the heat of him through the silk, the press of his chest against her back. He moves slowly, deliberately, letting her feel every inch of his intent. His fingers trace the line of her spine, dipping lower until they find the swell of her ass. She pushes back, an invitation. He takes it. One hand slides between her thighs, finds her wet and ready. Two fingers slip inside her without resistance. She gasps, grabs the railing. He works her slowly at first, then faster, thumb circling her clit with patient skill. She spreads wider for him. Her breath catches. When she comes, her knees buckle. He catches her, turns her around, lifts her onto the stone ledge. The robe falls open completely. He steps between her legs, frees himself, and slides into her in one smooth motion. She wraps around him, pulls him deeper. He fucks her with long, deliberate strokes, each one driving her closer again. Her nails dig into his shoulders. Sweat beads between her breasts. He leans down, takes a nipple in his mouth, sucks hard enough to make her cry out. The city lights blur behind them. She comes again, harder this time, pulsing around him. He follows, groaning into her neck as he empties inside her. They stay locked together, breathing hard, the wind cooling their skin.