

After the Camera, Just Pleasure
The photoshoot had been intense. The dim light barely highlighted my skin, glistening with heat and arousal. Every pose, every sultry glance at the camera made me feel sexier, wetter. By the time we were done, the cold beer slid down my throat, but the fire between my legs was unbearable.
He noticed. He saw it in the way I bit my lip, the way my thighs pressed together with every teasing laugh. He moved closer, his eyes dark with hunger, making my breath hitch. His hand brushed my thigh, and I was already ready—soaked, desperate.
There weren’t many words, just gasps and moans when his mouth crashed into mine, when his strong hands stripped me down like he owned me. He threw me onto the bed, settling between my legs, his tongue exploring every inch until I was begging.
When he finally filled me with his thick, hard cock, the world disappeared. He fucked me deep, rough, making me cry out with every thrust. I came over and over, my legs shaking, my body burning, and he didn’t stop—claiming me with every wild stroke.
And when he finally let go, spilling himself inside me, I felt his heat mix with mine, his cum dripping as I trembled. We stayed there, panting, drenched in sweat and satisfaction.
That night? Definitely one of the best.
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