Ava started to move hesitantly, testing the waters, letting her body adjust to this new position. At first, her rhythm was slow, her hips rolling experimentally as she found a pace that felt good.
But soon, as the pleasure built, her movements became more fluid, more natural.
She began riding him in earnest, her body moving with a sensual grace, rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles, then rising and sinking down again in long, deep strokes. Each movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, making her breath hitch and her moans grow sweeter.
Riley groaned beneath her, his grip on her waist tightening. His eyes were locked onto her, mesmerized by the sight of her bouncing on top of him, her body moving in perfect harmony with his.
"That's it," he murmured, his voice rough with desire.
"Just like that… You're incredible, Ava."
