The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air as Scarlett, clad in a short dress and tall boots, leaned against the kitchen counter. Her curvy figure was undeniable, and the mischievous glint in her eyes promised something more than just breakfast. "Having a little trouble reaching?" Ryan asked, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched her stretch for a mug on the top shelf.
Scarlett laughed, a throaty sound that sent shivers down Ryan's spine. "Just admiring the view," she purred, turning to face him. Her dress rode up slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of thigh. He closed the distance between them, his hands finding her hips. "Is that all you're admiring?" he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. She arched into him, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Oh, I'm admiring a lot more," she breathed, pulling him closer for a deep, lingering kiss. The coffee was forgotten as their passion ignited.
Soon, they were shedding clothes with reckless abandon. Ryan lifted Scarlett onto the counter, her legs wrapping around his waist. He deepthroated her, savoring the taste of her moans. "Fuck, you're so good," he groaned, pulling back to admire her flushed face. He moved between her legs, plunging deep inside. She bucked against him, her nails digging into his back. The kitchen became their playground, a symphony of moans and gasps filling the air.
He flipped her over, bending her over the counter in a doggystyle position. Her big ass was perfectly presented for his taking. He grabbed her hips, thrusting into her with a primal urgency. He felt her tighten around him, a wave of pleasure washing over him. He switched it up to reverse cowgirl, loving the way he could watch her face as she rode him. She looked like an absolute goddess, every moan driving him wilder. She slid down until she was standing and then leaned over the counter for some standing doggy. This was followed by more riding, this time on the couch. With a final, earth-shattering climax, they collapsed in a sweaty heap, breathless and utterly satisfied. "This isn't manipulation," Scarlett gasped, "your body doesn't say no."