Sex on the stairs Stories

Thom shifted, feeling his back as it started to ache from the hard floor they were lying on. His voice soft, tender, and loving. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to pull out, but we need to move upstairs. You need to get out of these wet clothes. Please. Stand. Take them off. I want to see your body from head to toe, naked, for me.” Maria lifted her head slowly, her eyes heavy with exhaustion and devotion...