In the dimly lit room, a woman with long, curly hair runs her fingers over the lacy lingerie displayed on the mannequin. She turns to see her partner, a man with piercing eyes, leaning against the wall.
“Do you like it?” she asks, her voice husky with desire.
He pushes himself off the wall and approaches her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “I love it. But I love what’s underneath even more.”
He leans down and captures her lips with his, their tongues dancing together in a passionate dance. She moans, pressing herself closer to him.
His hands wander down to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. She gasps, breaking the kiss. He starts nibbling on her earlobe, causing her to shiver with pleasure.
“I want you,” she whispers, her voice barely audible.
He leads her to the bed, their lips never breaking contact. He lays her down, his body covering hers.
He starts kissing her neck, making his way down to her cleavage. He nips at the fabric of her bra, teasing her nipples through the lace.
She arches her back, her breath coming in short gasps. He reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, freeing her breasts.
He takes one in his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She cries out, her hands threading through his hair.
He moves down to her panties, hooking his fingers in the waistband. He looks up at her, asking for permission with his eyes.
She nods, biting her lip. He tugs them down, revealing her wet pussy.
He dives in, his tongue exploring her folds. She moans, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth.
He slides a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him. He adds a second, curling them up to hit her G-spot.
She cries out, her orgasm building. He sucks on her clit, sending her over the edge.
She lies there, panting and spent. He crawls up to her, his cock hard and ready.
He enters her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around him. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
He starts thrusting, their bodies moving in sync. She meets him stroke for stroke, their moans filling the room.
He reaches down, rubbing her clit. She cries out, her orgasm building again.
He thrusts harder, faster. She screams his name as she comes, her pussy clenching around his cock.
He follows her over the edge, his orgasm rocking through him. He collapses on top of her, both of them spent and satisfied.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal.
“I love you,” she whispers, her fingers tracing patterns on his back.
“I love you too,” he replies, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
They fall asleep, their bodies still entwined, their dreams filled with passion and love.
