Room service

Kathia Nobili had put in the hours. Now she wanted soft hands and a warm body to smooth the day out. She answered the door in nothing but a thin scrap of lace and a look that left little room for conversation. Nick Lang followed her inside. She led him to the bedroom and stretched out on her stomach, skin pale against the dark sheets, asking for his hands on her back. He pressed his palms into the muscles along her spine, working lower, until his fingers slid beneath the lace and found her wet. Kathia arched into his touch and turned over. She freed his cock and took him in her mouth, slow and greedy, spit glistening along his shaft. Nick pulled her up, turned her around, and drove into her from behind, hips snapping against her ass in a hard, steady rhythm. The room filled with the wet sound of skin on skin and the short, sharp breaths she gave each time he bottomed out.