In the stillness of the night, the moon cast a soft glow over the room, illuminating the figure of a woman as she stood before the full-length mirror. She was dressed in a delicate lace lingerie set, the color of midnight, that accentuated her every curve. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, the loose strands brushing against her bare shoulders and the swell of her cleavage.
She turned to the side, examining her reflection, her hand reaching up to gently touch the exposed skin of her breast. She closed her eyes, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she imagined the touch of a lover’s hand on her body. She had been alone for too long, her desires left unfulfilled. But tonight, she would indulge in the pleasures of the flesh.
She heard a soft knock on the door, her heart quickening in anticipation. She walked over to the door, opening it to reveal a man, his eyes dark with desire as they took in the sight of her. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him, his gaze never leaving hers.
He crossed the room, stopping in front of her, his fingers reaching out to trace the line of her cleavage. She shivered at his touch, her nipples hardening beneath the lace of her bra. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, lingering kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue meeting his as they deepened the kiss, their bodies pressed together.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth gently nibbling on her earlobe. She moaned, her head falling back as he continued to explore her body, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs rubbing circles around her nipples. She gasped as he pinched them, the pleasure-pain shooting straight to her core.
He lowered himself to his knees, his hands reaching up to hook his fingers in the waistband of her lingerie. He tugged it down, revealing her smooth, shaven pussy. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with lust, before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to her mound. She gasped, her hands reaching down to tangle in his hair as he began to lick and suck on her clit.
She was writhing beneath his touch, her hips bucking as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. She cried out as she came, her juices coating his lips and chin. He stood up, his lips curving into a smirk as he licked his lips.
He picked her up, laying her down on the bed before climbing on top of her. She spread her legs, welcoming him inside as he thrust his cock deep inside her. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he began to fuck her, hard and fast. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together as they chased their release.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing circles around it as he continued to fuck her. She screamed, her orgasm crashing over her as he groaned, his cock pulsing inside her as he came, filling her with his seed.
They lay there, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts racing as they caught their breath. She looked up at him, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he whispered, before getting up and getting dressed. She watched as he left, her heart heavy with longing. But she knew that this was just the beginning of a passionate love affair.
