Pleasure Parlour - Episode 1

Grace's silk robe slipped from her shoulders. Candlelight caught the pale curve of her breast as she sank onto the velvet chaise. Marcus stood above her, his shirt already open, the line of hair on his stomach disappearing into unbuttoned trousers. She reached for him. Her fingers wrapped around his cock, warm and heavy in her palm, and she stroked him slowly, watching the muscle in his jaw twitch. He lowered himself between her legs and she parted them without hesitation. His mouth found the inside of her thigh first, teeth grazing skin, then moved higher until his tongue pressed flat against her cunt. She arched, breath catching. He licked her in long strokes, then pushed two fingers inside her, curling them until she gasped his name. When he finally slid into her, it was deep and deliberate. She took every inch, legs locked around his hips. Their rhythm turned urgent. The chaise creaked beneath them. Sweat gathered at the base of his spine. She came first, clenching around him, nails digging into his back. He followed seconds later, hips jerking, breath ragged against her neck.