Quality Work

Kelly didn’t plan to linger after the shoot. She stayed to pack the lights and caught Christian watching her from the doorway. He walked over, quiet. His hands found her waist first. He lifted her onto the table like it was nothing. She let him push her dress up. He ran a finger between her cheeks and pressed at her hole until she opened for him. He slid one finger in, slow and steady, then another. She breathed through it, hips tilting back. He fingered her ass like he had all day. When he pulled his fingers out, he turned her around. She took his cock in her mouth without being asked. She licked him clean, tasting herself on him, the faint salt of skin and lube. He let her work until he was hard again, then spun her back. He pushed back inside her ass, deeper this time, no rush. She reached down and rubbed her clit while he moved. The room stayed quiet except for skin and breath. He came on her tongue. She swallowed. She straightened her dress and left the lights for someone else to pack.