Don’t look at the phone, just fuck me.

The camera pans over a bedroom, the sheets rumpled and tossed aside. A woman, blonde hair tousled, lays on her back, her legs spread wide. Her partner, a man with a chiseled jaw and muscular physique, kneels between her thighs, his eyes fixed on his phone screen.

“Babe,” she whimpers, her back arching off the bed. “I said, don’t look at the phone. Just fuck me.” Her voice is thick with desire, her husky tone sending shivers down his spine.

He glances up, his eyes taking in her naked form. Her breasts heave with each panting breath, her nipples hard pink peaks waiting to be assaulted. A thin strip of hair between her legs glistens with arousal. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. How did he get so lucky?

Lowering his phone, he leans in and takes a breast into his mouth. He suckles, grazing his teeth over the sensitive nub. She gasps, her fingers threading through his hair, encouraging him to continue. He lavishes the other breast with the same attention before trailing kisses down her stomach, dipping his tongue into her navel.

“Please,” she begs, her hips bucking, seeking friction. “I need you inside me.”

A wicked grin spreads across his face. He’s not going to make this easy for her. He’s going to take his time, tease her until she’s a writhing mess beneath him. He blows a stream of cool air over her heated sex, relishing her responding shiver.

Spreading her lips with his fingers, he leans in and runs his tongue through her folds, savoring her sweet taste. Her hips lift, silently begging for more. He obliges, circling her clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking the sensitive nub between his lips.

She cries out, her thighs clamping around his head. He laps at her, drinking in her arousal like a man lost in the desert. His tongue plunges deep, fucking her in time with the movements of his head.

“Oh god, yes,” she pants, her head thrashing from side to side. “Just like that.”

He can feel her walls starting to flutter, knowing she’s close. Abruptly, he pulls away, leaving her empty and wanting. She whines in protest, her eyes flashing in annoyance.

He chuckles, the sound low and dangerous. “Patience, love,” he croons, positioning himself at her entrance. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk straight for a week.”

With aingle immediately in my glutes. He doesn’t disappoint, slamming into her with a force that has her seeing stars. She wails, her nails raking down his back, urging him on.

He sets a punishing pace, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. The wet sounds of their coupling fill the room, interspersed with their moans of pleasure. She meets him thrust for thrust, her hips lifting to take him deeper.

Reaching between them, he finds her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in time with his thrusts. She cries out, her walls clamping down around him like a vice. He’s close, so close, but he’s not going to finish until she does. He rubs faster, pinching the swollen flesh.

“Come for me,” he growls, his eyes locking with hers. “Let go, baby. I want to feel you come undone around my cock.”

She shatters, her orgasm hitting her like a freight train. Her back arches, her mouth open in a silent scream. He follows her over the edge, his hips stuttering as he spills himself inside her.

They collapse together, a sweaty tangle of limbs. He pulls out, flipping onto his back and gathering her to his chest. She nuzzles into his neck, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

“That was incredible,” she murmurs, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “You’re amazing.”

He grins, his hand stroking up and down her spine. “So are you, princess. So are you.”

They lay there, basking in the afterglow. His eyes drift closed, a sense of contentment washing over him. Life with her is good. Really good.

A loud chime from his phone pierces the peaceful moment. He reaches over, grabbing the device and checking the notification. It’s a text from his friend, asking him to join him for a guys’ night out.

He glances at her, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Babe?”

She lifts her head, her brow furrowed in question. “Yeah?”

“Want to go out tonight? Have a little fun?” He waggles his eyebrows suggestively.

She grins, nipping at his lower lip. “Lead the way, handsome. Let’s show these boys what we’re made of.” She winks, climbing out of bed and strutting to the bathroom, proud of her handiwork.