Layla Love, lost in her stepbrother Tony Profane's fantasy, fingers her wet slit, imagining his cock filling her. Tony, overhearing her soft moans, enters to find her naked, her back arched in pleasure. "I'm not just your fantasy now," he growls, pushing her onto the bed and spreading her legs. Layla gasps as he slides inside her, his inked hands gripping her hips. She claws at his back, their bodies slapping together, until they both climax, leaving Layla breathless and marked with more than just his touch.