In the stillness of the night, a sultry warmth permeated the air. The moon cast long shadows through the window, illuminating the room in a soft, silver glow. Lying in the darkness, two figures entwined, their bodies slick with sweat, hearts beating in sync.
“Eli,” she breathed, her voice barely a whisper against his ear. Her fingers traced the outline of his muscular arms, feeling the strength that lay beneath his bronzed skin. “I want you.”
Eli’s hands roamed her body, exploring the curves and contours of her figure. He cupped her face, his thumb brushing against her cheek. “You have me, love,” he murmured. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together.
He moved down her body, leaving a trail of kisses as he went. He took her nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth and tongue. She arched her back, moaning softly as he moved lower, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.
“Yes, Eli,” she encouraged, her fingers threading through his hair. He parted her lips, his tongue exploring the folds of her pussy. She was already wet, ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him.
“You’re so tight, love,” he groaned. He added another finger, stretching her open. She writhed beneath him, her breath coming in short gasps.
“Fuck me, Eli,” she begged. “I need you inside me.”
He positioned himself above her, his cock hard and ready. He entered her slowly, feeling her muscles grip him tightly. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper.
“Yes, yes,” she moaned, her head thrown back.
Eli began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. She met his thrusts, their bodies slapping together in the darkness. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, feeling her orgasm build.
“Eli, I’m going to cum,” she gasped.
“Cum for me, love,” he urged, his voice strained.
She cried out as she came, her muscles contracting around him. He couldn’t hold back any longer, his own orgasm ripping through him. He collapsed onto her, their bodies slick with sweat.
“I love you,” she whispered, her fingers tracing his back.
“I love you too,” he murmured, his breath warm against her neck.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, the darkness surrounding them. The night was still, the silence only broken by their soft breaths and whispered words of love.
