She’s got that look—eyes half-lidded, lips parted in a smirk like she already won. Thick blonde hair framing a face that knows exactly what it does to him. Fingers slide down his shaft slow, deliberate, watching him squirm before wrapping around the base and guiding him closer. The bed creaks under her weight as she straddles his lap mid-motion, hips rocking just enough to tease. No lube needed here; years of practice mean everything slides right in. Her nails dig into his thighs when he finally pushes up inside her—wet heat clenching tight around him—and she throws back her head with a groan that says ‘there you go.