His fingers traced her spine, sending shivers down her body as she leaned into him, their hips grinding together. His cock, hard against her, throbbed with desire. She teased him, slowly lowering herself onto it, taking him deeper inside with every moan. The room was thick with passion and the scent of their lust. Her eyes locked onto his, pleading for more as she began riding him, her ass cheeks clapping against his thighs in a rhythm only they could hear. He gripped her waist tightly, unable to contain the growing ache inside. Their breaths came in ragged gasps, each movement more intense than the last. It was a primal dance of love and need.
