In the dimly lit bedroom, a young woman with a pixie haircut, Leticia, lay on the bed, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had been chatting with the handsome stranger she met at the bar earlier in the evening, and now he was here, standing by the bed, his eyes locked onto hers.
“I’ve never done this before,” Leticia whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
The stranger, a tall, muscular man named Dante, smiled reassuringly. “It’s okay, I’ll take care of you.”
Dante slowly climbed onto the bed, his eyes never leaving Leticia’s. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss. Leticia responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
Dante deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring Leticia’s mouth. She moaned softly, her body arching towards him. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobe. Leticia gasped as he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue.
Dante’s hand wandered down Leticia’s body, tracing a path of fire along her skin. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of her panties, finding her wet and ready for him. Leticia moaned as he stroked her clit, her hips bucking up to meet his hand.
Dante moved between Leticia’s legs, his cock hard and ready. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, teasing her. Leticia whimpered, her hands reaching down to grip his ass.
“Please,” she begged, “I need you inside me.”
