What a Ride

Josephine waits, her mind fixed on one thing. He's in the shower. She knows what's coming. So does he. When he steps out, he doesn't waste time. He spreads her open first, tongue working deep until she's soaked and pulsing. Then he pushes inside. Slow. She feels every inch. Tight around him, wetter with each thrust. She watches it, feels it, wants more. He fucks her like he knows her body inside out. When she climbs on top, he grips her hips and lets her ride. She takes him hard, grinding down, bouncing until her thighs shake. No stopping until she's shaking and he's buried to the hilt. It's raw, it's filthy, and they both know it.