In the stillness of the night, amidst the serenity of the back lake, two lovers found themselves entwined in a passionate embrace. The moon cast a soft glow upon their darker skin, creating a tantalizing contrast of light and shadow.
Lost in the moment, they shared a fervent kiss, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm as old as time. His hands wandered to the curve of her waist, pulling her closer, feeling the heat of their bodies meld together. She responded in kind, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscular form.
Their lips parted, and she leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Take me,” she urged, her voice husky with desire. He needed no further encouragement. His mouth found her neck, his teeth gently nibbling at the sensitive skin. She gasped, her head falling back, exposing more of her neck to his eager lips.
His hands continued to roam, caressing her breasts over the thin fabric of her dress. She arched into his touch, her nipples hardening under his skilled fingers. He pinched them gently, eliciting a moan from her lips.
With a flick of his wrist, he lifted the hem of her dress, his fingers finding the wetness between her thighs. She was ready for him, her body aching with need. He teased her, his fingers circling her clit, but never quite touching it. She whimpered, her hips bucking against his hand.
Finally, he gave her what she wanted. His fingers plunged into her wetness, curling to hit that spot that drove her wild. She cried out, her orgasm building quickly. He continued to stroke her, drawing out her pleasure until she was a quivering mess in his arms.
But he wasn’t done with her yet. He lifted her, setting her down on the soft grass. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock.
“Please,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. He thrust into her, filling her completely. She gasped, her nails digging into his back. He began to move, his hips pistoning in and out of her.
Their lovemaking was frenzied, driven by a primal need that couldn’t be denied. He pounded into her, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. She met him stroke for stroke, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Her orgasm built again, this one stronger than the last. She could feel it building, coiling in her belly like a spring. He could sense her approaching climax, his thrusts becoming more urgent.
“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice guttural with desire. She obeyed, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came. He followed her over the edge, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, spent and sated, the cool grass beneath them a stark contrast to the heat of their bodies. He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her cheek.
“I love you,” he whispered, his voice soft in the night air.
“I love you too,” she replied, her voice just as quiet.
And with that, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, the moon casting its gentle glow upon their darker skin as they lay entwined in a lover’s embrace.
