Passion Diaries - Episode 9

The candlelight caught the curve of Lena’s bare back as Marcus guided her onto the bed. She spread her knees, hips tilted, and he slid two fingers through the wet heat between her thighs, parting her lips, testing how ready she already was. Lena’s breath hitched. He pressed a finger inside, slow at first, then deeper, curling against the spot that made her toes curl into the sheets. She reached back, gripping his wrist, urging him faster. Marcus leaned over her, mouth at her ear, and whispered exactly what he was going to do to her. Her cunt clenched around his fingers in answer. He withdrew them, slick and shiny, and lined the head of his cock against her entrance. One steady thrust and he filled her. Lena gasped, pushing back to meet him. Each stroke hit deep, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the room. Marcus gripped her hip, thumb tracing the dimple at the small of her back while he drove harder. Sweat slid down his chest. Lena’s hand slipped between her legs to circle her clit in time with his thrusts. Her moans sharpened. She came first, pulsing around him, thighs trembling. Marcus followed seconds later, burying himself to the hilt as he spilled inside her, the rhythm stuttering, both of them breathing hard in the low light.