Whether on her knees with his cock in her mouth or lifted and pressed against the wall as he thrust deep and fast into her, Scarlett's skin always seemed to tingle to life. As much as she'd teased him about being a bore before, Aldrich had more than proved himself an adventurous, skilled lover. After they'd fucked, she'd dragged him to his shower, making him fuck her again there before they cleaned one another up. And once they were dried off, she helped herself to his wardrobe, stealing a pair of boxers and tank top, both of which fit quite loosely.
"Is the inspiration humming?" she asked with a smirk as they went back out to the open living space.