They have Sex

John gripped the hem of her robe, sliding the fabric off her shoulders. It pooled on the mattress, leaving Nicole bare and shimmering under the lamplight. He groaned, his gaze devouring her slender frame.

"You are absolutely breathtaking, Nic," John whispered, his voice thick with hunger.

"Then stop talking and touch me," she breathed, arching her back.

He didn't hesitate. His hand slid down her stomach, fingers diving between her thighs. He found her clit already swollen and drenched. He rubbed the small nub with a rhythmic pressure that made her toes curl into the sheets.

"You're soaking wet for me," he murmured against her neck.

"I've been thinking about this since I came home." Nicole gasped, her hips beginning to buck.

John shifted, his hand reaching guiding his thick, rigid cock toward her opening. He pressed the broad head against her slick folds, pausing for a heartbeat. Then, with a slow, deliberate surge, he buried himself inside her. A loud, wet squelch echoed in the quiet room as her tight walls stretched to accommodate him.

"God, you feel incredible," John groaned, his eyes closing.

"Don't stop... just like that," she urged, wrapping her legs around his waist.

He began to thrust, the friction creating a rhythmic shlicking sound. Every drive hit her cervix, sending jolts of heat through her core. Their skin slapped together—the heavy thud of his balls hitting her perineum with every deep stroke.

"I love how you feel around me," he panted, picking up the pace. "So tight... so hot."

"More, John. Give me more," Nicole whispered, her nails digging into his shoulders.

He accelerated, his breath coming in ragged bursts. He hammered into her, the bed frame creaking under the force of his movements. He let out a guttural roar, his body stiffening as he surged deep one last time, pumping his warm seed into her with a series of violent spasms.

He collapsed against her, chest heaving, his sweat mingling with hers. After a moment, he kissed her forehead.

"That was... incredible," he sighed.

Nicole lay still, her heart hammering. She felt the heavy throb of his cock slowly softening inside her, but the peak she had been climbing had vanished. The tension remained coiled in her gut, an unsatisfied ache that refused to break.

"Yeah," she lied, forcing a smile. "It really was."