Ass cheeks spread wide under his palms, slick with heat as he squeezes and slaps—a low groan escaping her lips before she arches back into his touch. Legs parted, she rolls onto the rumpled sheets and takes him mouth first, teeth grazing the head as she gulps him down until he’s nearly gone. Bedroom air thickens with scent of sweat and desperation; every thrust echoes off wooden dresser against wall behind them. She flips over now—legs wrapped tight around his waist—and rides until both are breathless, soaking wet from exertion.
