The master bedroom of the Shekhawat mansion was very large, dark, and warm. Outside, the whole house was dead silent because it was midnight. Inside the room, the air was thick and smelled heavily of Priya's expensive sandalwood perfume mixed with the hot sweat of two bodies. The only sounds fracturing the silence were the loud, wet noises of skin hitting skin and the heavy, rough breathing of Dev and his wife.

Dev Shekhawat was a very tall and powerful man. Right now, he had his wife Priya's legs pushed high up over his broad shoulders. His big, rough hands gripped her hips very hard, digging his fingers deep into her soft skin to hold her down flat against the silk sheets. He did not move slowly. He slammed his heavy, hard cock deep inside her wet body with a fast, brutal rhythm. Every time his pelvis crashed against hers, the heavy wooden bed made a loud creaking sound.