In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation. The only source of light was a single candle, casting flickering shadows on the walls. There she was, a woman of dark skin and striking beauty, her toned back and shoulders exposed, inviting his touch. Her pubic hair was a dark triangle visible through the lacy lingerie she wore.
He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving her body. He reached out, tracing the curve of her shoulder with his fingers, feeling her shiver under his touch. She turned to face him, her full lips curving into a seductive smile.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together. His hands roamed her body, caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples through the lace. She moaned softly, her hands reaching for his belt, freeing his hard cock.
He lifted her onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. His tongue traced a path from her knee, up her inner thigh, stopping just short of her wet pussy. She writhed beneath him, her moans growing louder. He licked her clit, teasing her, before plunging his tongue into her pussy.
She came hard, her back arching off the bed, her moans echoing in the room. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. He entered her slowly, filling her completely.
They moved together, their rhythm building. He thrust harder, deeper, each stroke causing her to moan louder. She dug her nails into his back, pulling him closer.
He reached down, rubbing her clit as he fucked her. She came again, her pussy clenching around his cock. He couldn’t hold back any longer, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, panting, their bodies slick with sweat. He withdrew from her, collapsing beside her. They stayed there, wrapped in each other’s arms, until the candle burned out.
