Straddled still until he begs for motion

After a quiet dinner, she led him to the bedroom, her silk robe slipping off as she pushed him onto the bed. Completely nude, she straddled his hips, guiding his hard cock deep inside her wet pussy with a soft sigh. But instead of riding, she held still, arms locked behind her back, legs spread wide, letting the intimate fullness build the tension. Her dark hair cascades over her shoulders as she gazes down at him, lips parted in a teasing smile, breasts slightly apart from her arched posture. Pussy juice glistens on his shaft, her clitoris swollen against him, while she clenches gently, drawing out his whimpers until he begs for her to move, the charged silence broken only by their shared breaths.