Mark watched, his gaze lingering on the curve of her hips as she settled onto the couch, crossing one leg over the other. The leather was warm from the room’s heat, and Sophie could feel the subtle press of the cushion against her thighs. She tilted her head back, letting the scent of the room and the faint aroma of the warm water fill her senses.
When the climax finally arrived, it was a wave—intense, hot, and all-encompassing. Sophie’s gasp filled the loft, a sound of pure release, and Mark held her close, his hands steady on her waist, ensuring she felt safe even as the intensity peaked. PissVids - Sofa Weber aka Sophie Weber - Rough ...
“Now,” she said, “let’s finish this the way we’ve always wanted.” She shifted, guiding Mark’s hand to the base of her spine, the point where the warm water had left a silvery trail. He followed her direction, pressing his thumb into the spot, feeling the slight tremor that ran through her. Mark watched, his gaze lingering on the curve
Sophie’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment, savoring the blend of sensations—the warmth of the water, the pressure of Mark’s body against hers, the gentle kiss, and the underlying hum of control she wielded. She opened her eyes, a playful glint returning to them. When the climax finally arrived, it was a