Pleasure Parlour - Episode 10

Sienna steps into the parlor, silk slipping from her shoulder. She finds Marcus already waiting. He takes her hand, draws her in, and their mouths meet. She tastes whiskey on his tongue. Clothes fall away piece by piece. Her nails trace the line of his spine as he pushes her back against the velvet wall. He parts her legs, sinks to his knees, and seals his mouth over her. The wet sound of his tongue fills the quiet room. She grips his hair and grinds against his face until her breath breaks. Marcus rises, lifts her, and she wraps her legs around him. He drives inside her in one hard thrust. The angle pins her shoulders; every stroke pushes deeper. She clenches around him, heels digging into his back, and pulls him tighter. He pins her wrists above her head, hips snapping, sweat slick between their skin. She bites his shoulder when she comes, voice catching on a raw cry. He follows seconds later, buried to the hilt, pulse throbbing against her core. They stay locked together, breathing in the low light, the silk pooling at their feet.