Playboy Morning Show - Episode 254

Lila's fingers circled slow over her clit. She watched Marcus stroke himself, his fist sliding steady from root to tip. He matched her rhythm without being asked. Her hips lifted from the bed each time she pressed harder. She was already wet enough to hear it when her hand moved. The sound turned her on more than the sight of him. She spread her knees wider, let him see everything. Marcus stepped closer to the edge of the mattress, breathing heavier now. He slowed his strokes when she did. She smiled at the way he gave himself over to her pace. Her fingers slipped lower, two pressing inside without resistance. She held them there, then curled them until her mouth fell open. Marcus groaned once, low in his throat, and tightened his grip. Lila pulled her fingers out and brought them to her mouth, tasting herself while she looked straight at him. He swore under his breath. She rolled onto her stomach, pushed up onto her knees, and reached back to open herself for him. The air felt cool against her skin. Marcus climbed onto the bed behind her and ran his palms up the backs of her thighs. His thumbs pressed into the soft flesh where her legs met her ass. He rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, not pushing in yet, just letting her feel the weight of it. She pushed back anyway. He caught her hips and held her still. Then he drove in, one smooth thrust that knocked the breath out of both of them. Lila's hands fisted the sheets. Marcus stayed buried deep for a moment, letting her adjust around him, then pulled almost all the way out before driving back in harder. The bed creaked under them. Sweat gathered at the small of her back. Marcus leaned over her, chest against her spine, and reached around to find her clit again. His fingers worked fast now. Lila pushed into every thrust, meeting him, greedy for more. The room smelled like sex and skin. She came first, sudden and sharp, her cunt gripping him in tight pulses. Marcus followed right after, groaning against her shoulder as he emptied inside her. They stayed locked together until their breathing slowed. Then he eased out and rolled onto his back beside her, one hand resting on her spine.