Ricardo knocked on the sleek oak door of Rita's brand-new penthouse, the city skyline glittering beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. She swung it open with a smirk, her silk robe clinging to curves that demanded attention. "Well, if it isn't my favorite architect. Come to inspect your handiwork, or just me?"
"Both, obviously," Ricardo replied, stepping inside with a grin. "But the house looks almost as tempting as the owner. That robe's doing more for the decor than my blueprints ever could."
Rita laughed, sharp and teasing, pouring them wine. "Flattery won't get you past the foyer, darling. Though I must admit, your visit is... timely. I've been feeling a bit too settled in this big empty space." Their banter flowed like foreplay—witty jabs about her independence clashing with his charm—until the air thickened. She leaned closer, eyes flashing. "You're staring, Ricardo. Thinking about bending me over that new couch?"
"Only if you're the one calling the shots," he shot back, voice husky. But Rita was already in control, pulling him in for a kiss that turned hungry. Clothes shed in a rush; she dropped to her knees, her strong hands gripping his thighs. "Let's see if that cock lives up to the hype," she purred, taking him into her mouth for a slow, teasing blowjob. Ricardo groaned, growing hard under her skilled tongue, his hands tangling in her hair as she worked him deeper.
"Fuck, Rita, you're making me so horny," he panted, sweating already from the intensity. She rose, pushing him toward the bedroom, her pussy visibly wet and dripping with anticipation. "Good. Now fuck me like you mean it—hard and deep." She straddled him on the bed, guiding his throbbing cock into her slick pussy, riding him with fierce rhythm. Their bodies moved in sync, ass slapping against him as she commanded the pace, both panting and sweating in the heat. "Don't stop—I'm not submissive tonight," she gasped, clenching around him. The explosive climax hit as Ricardo thrust up, filling her with hot cum, his release pulsing deep inside her as they came together in a shuddering, dripping mess.
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