The dynamic in the room shifted from frantic panic to something far more dangerous, a twisted, intoxicating game of seduction and deception. Mike, sensing her surrender to the thrill, shifted beneath her.
He reclined back against the pillows, spreading his legs wide to create a throne for her, and pulled Maya on top of him. Now she was straddling him completely, her breasts swaying above his chest as she controlled the depth of each thrust.
The phone was still clutched in her shaking hand, the speaker pressed dangerously close to her ear as Marc's voice continued to fill the room with innocent affection.
"So, this cardio thing you're doing... what's gotten you into this suddenly?" Marc asked, his tone light and teasing.
Maya swallowed hard, her throat working convulsively as Mike gripped her ass hard, pulling her down onto his cock with a wet, sucking sound.
SHHHLLLLUCK.
