The room was dimly lit, filled with the scent of roses and candle wax. Tory Lane sat on the bed, wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and panty set. She bit her bottom lip nervously as she watched Brooke Scott enter the room. Her eyes followed Brooke's every movement, taking in the sight of her tall, muscular frame clad in leather.
Brooke walked over to her, a smirk playing on her lips. Without hesitation, she pushed Tory back onto the bed and began to undress her slowly. Tory's breath came in short gasps as she felt Brooke's strong hands on her body. Their eyes locked as Brooke leaned down to kiss her neck, trailing hot, wet kisses along the way.
Tory moaned softly, arching her back in invitation. Brooke moved to straddle her hips, their eyes locked on each other as they prepared for the intimacy that was about to unfold.
