In the luxurious bathroom of a penthouse suite, a woman stood in front of the mirror. She was in her early thirties, with long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her back. She was wearing a red silk robe, her porcelain skin glowing in the soft light. She leaned closer to the mirror, carefully applying lipstick, her full lips pursed as she traced the edge of the tube along them.
A knock on the door startled her, and she turned to see a man standing in the doorway. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was wearing only a towel around his waist, his toned chest and abs on full display.
“I hope I’m not interrupting,” he said, his voice low and sultry.
“Not at all,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she took in his muscular form.
He walked towards her, his eyes locked on hers. He reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
“You look beautiful,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
She smiled, her lips still glossy from the lipstick. “Thank you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
He leaned in and kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a soft, lingering kiss. She could feel the heat building between them as their tongues danced together.
He broke the kiss and looked at her, his eyes full of desire. “Shall we continue this in the shower?” he asked, his voice husky.
She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest.
They stepped into the large shower, the hot water cascading down on them. He pulled her close, his hands roaming over her body as they kissed. She could feel his hard length pressing against her, and she moaned as he slid his hands under her robe, cupping her breasts.
He kissed her neck, his lips and teeth nibbling at her earlobe. She arched her back, her moans growing louder as he teased her nipples with his fingers.
He knelt down in front of her, his hands still on her hips. He looked up at her, his eyes full of desire. “May I?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps.
He pulled her robe aside, exposing her bare pussy. He leaned in and kissed her inner thigh, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire as he made his way to her wet folds.
He licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. She moaned, her hips bucking as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
He stood up and turned her around, pressing her against the wall. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass, and she moaned as he reached around and began to rub her clit.
He slid his cock inside her pussy, his fingers still working her clit. She moaned, her hips meeting his thrusts as he fucked her hard and fast.
She could feel herself getting close, her moans growing louder as he fucked her. He reached around and pinched her nipples, sending her over the edge. She came hard, her orgasm ripping through her as she screamed his name.
He pulled out and turned her around, his cock still hard and wet. She sank to her knees, her lips wrapped around his cock as she sucked him deep into her mouth.
He moaned, his hands on her head as she bobbed up and down on his cock. She could feel him getting close, his moans growing louder as she sucked him harder and faster.
He came, his hot cum filling her mouth. She moaned, swallowing every drop as he shuddered and moaned above her.
They stood under the hot water, their bodies entwined as they caught their breath.
“That was incredible,” he said, his voice husky.
She smiled, her lips still glossy from the lipstick. “Yes, it was,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
