Didn’t Expect to See: Blonde Biting POV Through the Door

Peeking through that half-open door wasn’t supposed to happen. Blonde with long hair and a smirk bites down hard while straddling him on the couch—no warning, just teeth sinking into skin. His hands grip her hips like he’s holding back but can’t. She knows you’re there; her eyes flick toward it before closing tight again. Thighs squeeze around his waist as she grinds down, lips parted for breath or maybe something else. No lube needed when it’s this wet already.