The Scarlet Embrace

In the dimly lit room, a woman sat at her vanity, her fingers tracing the outline of her full lips. She was dressed in a red silk robe, her curves seductively accentuated. Her long, curly hair cascaded down her shoulders, the loose strands brushing against her exposed cleavage. She pulled the robe aside, revealing her bare breasts, the nipples already hard with anticipation. She leaned closer to the mirror, applying a final touch of lipstick, her full lips now a deep shade of red.

A soft knock on the door broke the silence. She rose from her chair, her hips swaying gently as she walked towards the door. She opened it, revealing a man standing in the hallway. His eyes trailed down her body, taking in the sight of her bare skin and the curve of her hips. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

She took a step closer to him, her body now just inches away from his. She reached up, her fingers gently brushing against his cheek. He leaned into her touch, his eyes closing for a brief moment. She stood on her tiptoes, her lips meeting his in a soft, lingering kiss. Her tongue darted out, tracing the outline of his lips, before delving deeper into his mouth.

His hands wandered down her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body arching into his touch. He trailed kisses down her neck, his teeth gently nibbling on her earlobe. She gasped, her breathing quickening as his hands wandered lower, his fingers finding their way to her wet, swollen lips.

He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb circling her clit. She moaned, her hips grinding against his hand. He added a second finger, his thumb still working her clit. She was close, her breathing ragged and her body trembling. He quickened his pace, his fingers thrusting in and out of her. She cried out, her orgasm ripping through her body.

She pulled him towards the bed, her hands working at the buttons of his shirt. He shrugged it off, his pants following soon after. She pushed him down onto the bed, her mouth finding his cock. She sucked him deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip. He moaned, his hands tangling in her hair.

She straddled him, her wet lips finding his cock. She sank down onto him, her body trembling with pleasure. He reached up, his fingers finding her clit. She rode him hard, her body moving in time with his fingers. She cried out, her orgasm crashing through her. He followed soon after, his cum filling her.

They lay there, their bodies spent and tangled together. She traced her fingers over his chest, her mind already thinking about their next session. The night was still young, after all.

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