最后的向下犬式

The hotel gym smelled of rubber mats and chlorine, and Lena was the only reason I’d dragged myself out of bed at seven. She moved through the vinyasa like water, all honey-colored skin and dark hair twisted into a knot, and I’d been watching her for three mornings straight from the back row, pretending to stretch my hamstrings.

This morning she caught me. Her eyes met mine in the mirror, and she didn’t look away. A tiny smile tugged at her mouth.

“You’re staring, Marcus.”

“You’re easy to stare at.”

She laughed, low and warm. “Business trip?”

“Conference. Boring as hell. You?”

“Workshop. Teaching a master class.” She stepped off her mat, closer. “You’re not bad at the poses, but you’re holding your breath.”

“I’m distracted.”

She was close enough that I could smell her—sweat and coconut oil and something floral. Her tank top had slipped off one shoulder, and the curve of her collarbone was slick with shine.

“Maybe,” she said, “you need a private lesson.”

The room was empty. The door clicked locked behind her.

She dropped to her knees on the mat, and I thought I knew what was coming, but instead she just looked up at me, hands on my thighs.

“You want this?”

“天哪，是的。”

“Then don’t be shy.” She unbuttoned my jeans, pulled my cock out slow, her fingers wrapping around the base. “I’ve been thinking about this since Tuesday.”

Her mouth was hot and wet, and she took me deep right away, no teasing, her throat working as she swallowed me to the root. I groaned, hands fisting in her hair.

“Fuck, Lena.”

She pulled off with a wet sound, stroking me. “That’s it. Let me hear you.”

She sucked me hard, tongue tracing the vein, then deep again, bobbing her head until my legs shook. I pulled her up, kissed her messy, tasting myself on her lips.

“轮到你了。”

She laughed, breathless. “Thought you’d never ask.”

I pushed her down onto the mat, yanking her leggings off. She wasn’t wearing underwear. Her pussy was completely shaved—bare, smooth, that perfect trimmed line right at the top. I traced it with my thumb.

“You keep this just for me?”

“For anyone who looks,” she said, spreading her legs wider. “Now stop staring and taste it.”

I bent down, licked her slit slow, savoring the salt and heat. She gasped, hips bucking, her hand pushing my head down harder. I ate her until she was soaked, until her thighs trembled around my ears.

“求你了，”她低声说。“我需要你进入我。”

I knelt between her legs, slid my cock against her slick folds, teasing.

“求我。”

She grabbed my ass and pulled me in. “Fuck me, Marcus. Now.”

I drove into her in one stroke, and she moaned, long and guttural. The mat squeaked under us, her legs wrapped around my waist, her heels digging into my lower back.

“对，”她嘶声道。“就是这样。”

I fucked her hard, fast, the way she was asking for, her tits bouncing under her tank top. She bit her lip, trying to stay quiet, but little whimpers escaped with every thrust.

“你喜欢这样？”

“天哪，是的。别停。”

I flipped her over, pulled her hips up, and slammed into her from behind. She braced herself on her forearms, arching her back, moaning into the mat.

“Deeper,” she demanded. “Harder.”

I gripped her hips, pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the empty room. I reached around, found her clit, rubbed in circles.

“I’m close,” she gasped. “Don’t you dare stop.”

She came with a shuddering cry, her pussy clenching around me so tight I couldn’t hold back. I buried myself deep, spilling inside her, groaning her name.

We collapsed onto the mat, tangled and slick. She turned her head, smiling lazily.

“That was… a very effective warm-up.”

I laughed, breathless. “Best class I’ve ever taken.”

She traced a finger down my chest. “I’m here till Friday. There’s a sauna on the third floor.”

I kissed her shoulder. “I’ll bring the towels.”

CATEGORIES: [Trimmed pussy, Yoga, On a Business Trip, Just the Two of Us, Fucking]