She arches, skin flushed and sweat-slicked. He presses harder, hips snapping forward, the wet slap of their bodies filling the room. Her breath catches. He doesn’t let up. Fingers dig into her waist. She pushes back. He slips in deeper. The heat between them builds fast. One of her legs slips higher around his back. He takes the hint. Thrusts once, twice—harder each time. She gasps his name like it’s the last thing she’ll say tonight. He leans in, teeth grazing her throat. A moan slips out of her, low and raw. He answers with a grunt and keeps going. The bed creaks. Sweat drips down his spine. She pulls him closer by the hips, fingernails leaving faint pink trails across his skin. Neither of them slows. The air feels thick with it—musk, salt, sex. She comes first, legs shaking around him. He follows right after, buried deep, breath stuttering against her collarbone. Silence crashes in after. Just the sound of breathing. Bodies still twitching. He stays inside her a moment longer, one hand stroking slow circles on her hip. Then he pulls out, rolls beside her. Her leg drapes over his thigh. Neither speaks. They don’t need to.
She arches, skin flushed and sweat-slicked. He presses harder, hips snapping forward, the wet slap of their bodies filling the room. Her breath catches. He doesn’t let up. Fingers dig into her waist. She pushes back. He slips in deeper. The heat between them builds fast. One of her legs slips higher around his back. He takes the hint. Thrusts once, twice—harder each time. She gasps his name like it’s the last thing she’ll say tonight. He leans in, teeth grazing her throat. A moan slips out of her, low and raw. He answers with a grunt and keeps going. The bed creaks. Sweat drips down his spine. She pulls him closer by the hips, fingernails leaving faint pink trails across his skin. Neither of them slows. The air feels thick with it—musk, salt, sex. She comes first, legs shaking around him. He follows right after, buried deep, breath stuttering against her collarbone. Silence crashes in after. Just the sound of breathing. Bodies still twitching. He stays inside her a moment longer, one hand stroking slow circles on her hip. Then he pulls out, rolls beside her. Her leg drapes over his thigh. Neither speaks. They don’t need to.
