Bare Bliss - Episode 10

She kneels on the silk sheets, thighs spread wide, eyes half-lidded as she strokes her clit in slow, deliberate circles. A moan slips past her lips when she presses two fingers inside herself, curling them just right. The man behind her grips her hips hard enough to leave marks, then pushes into her with one steady thrust. She gasps—sharp, sudden—then rocks back to meet him. He pulls out almost completely before driving in again, setting a deep, unhurried rhythm that makes her legs tremble. Sweat beads along her spine. Every stroke draws a wet sound from between them. He reaches around, finds her nipple, twists it just shy of pain, and she shudders. The air smells like sex and salt. He leans over her, teeth grazing her shoulder, then bites down as his pace turns sharper, harder, until the headboard knocks against the wall in time with their bodies.