We both gasped at the connection, her tightness enveloping me in warmth that made my head spin. She paused for a moment, adjusting, her hands braced on my shoulders as she looked at me with that mix of tenderness and fire. Then she began to move, rising and falling in a steady rhythm, her pussy clenching around my cock with each descent.
I thrust up to meet her, my hands supporting her hips, guiding her as our bodies found a shared pace. The room filled with the sounds of our joining—the wet slide of skin on skin, her quiet moans mingling with my deeper groans. She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against my chest, and I captured one nipple in my mouth, sucking gently as she rode me harder, her movements growing more desperate.
'Yes... just like that,' she whispered, her fingers digging into my back, urging me deeper. I obliged, angling my hips to hit that spot inside her that made her cry out, her walls fluttering around me.
