In the dim light of the kitchen, Marianne’s hands explored the muscular contours of Jack’s chest as they stood amidst the fragrant remnants of their candlelit dinner. Her fingers danced through the thick, dark hair that adorned his toned abs, causing him to shiver with delight.
“You’re so sexy,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. Jack’s hands wandered down her back, over the curve of her hips, and settled on her firm buttocks. He pulled her closer, letting her feel his growing desire.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues intertwining as their bodies pressed together. Jack’s hands slid up Marianne’s sides, tracing the outline of her breasts before cupping them gently. She moaned softly, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her blouse.
As they undressed each other, Jack couldn’t help but notice the neatly trimmed patch of curly red hair above Marianne’s pussy. He gently stroked her mound, feeling her wetness seep through the silky material of her panties.
“Someone’s ready for me,” he murmured, nibbling on her earlobe.
Marianne led Jack to the kitchen table, pushing aside the dishes and wine glasses to make room for them. She sat down, spreading her legs wide, inviting him to explore further. Jack knelt between her thighs, pulling her panties aside and burying his face in her fragrant folds.
He licked and sucked at her swollen clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Marianne arched her back, moaning loudly as Jack’s fingers slid inside her. Her hips bucked against his mouth as she approached her climax, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
“Don’t stop,” she panted, her fingers tangled in Jack’s hair. He continued to lick and probe her pussy, driving her wild with pleasure.
With a final, shuddering cry, Marianne came, her juices coating Jack’s face. He stood up, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, and guided his cock to her entrance.
“Fuck me, Jack,” she begged, her legs still trembling from her orgasm.
He thrust into her, filling her completely. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, as they chased their shared release. Jack’s hands gripped Marianne’s hips, pulling her onto his cock as he drove deeper.
Their moans filled the kitchen, mingling with the sounds of their flesh slapping together. Marianne’s pussy clenched around Jack’s cock as she came again, her orgasm triggering his own.
With a final, powerful thrust, Jack emptied himself inside her, his hot cum filling her to the brim. They collapsed onto the table, panting and spent, their bodies still tangled together.
As they caught their breath, Jack traced his fingers through Marianne’s pubic hair, marveling at the softness.
“I could get used to this,” he murmured, nuzzling her neck.
Marianne smiled, her fingers twined with his.
“I hope so,” she replied, her voice husky with satisfaction.
