Bare skin glistens as she straddles him, lips parting to reveal swollen lips — her hands grip his shoulders as he pushes deeper. Sweat-slicked thighs tremble as he thrusts, the red lace clinging to her hips. She leans back, breasts heaving, as he grips her waist, his knuckles whitening against her curves. The bed creaks beneath their weight, sheets bunching as she leans forward, her tongue darting out to wet her lips before he plunges in again.
