Private Showing

Jade Maris steps into the private viewing room, her dark hair catching the dim gallery lights. Parker Ambrose stands before the artwork, but his eyes track her instead. She moves closer, fingers tracing the frame before they trace his belt. Jade drops to her knees and takes him in her mouth, wet heat and steady rhythm, no hesitation. She works deep, throat stretching around his cock, spit trailing down her chin. When he pulls her up, she braces against the wall. He drives into her from behind, hard strokes that slap skin. The low hum of the exhibition fades, replaced by her sharp breaths and the sound of him burying himself to the hilt. He finishes across her face, thick ropes marking her lips and lashes. 2024.