In the stillness of the night, a woman lay in her bed, her mind unable to quiet. She had always been a creature of passion, her desires burning brightly within her. Her name was Seraphina, a fitting name for an angel, but she was no angel. She was a woman of flesh and blood, and she craved the touch of a man.
She rose from her bed, her body clad in a silky negligee that did little to hide her curves. She moved to the window, her heart pounding in her chest as she gazed out into the darkness. And there, standing under the soft glow of the moon, was a man. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his chiseled features illuminated by the moonlight.
She opened the window, her breath hitching in her throat as the cool night air brushed against her skin. “Who are you?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“I am Lucien,” he replied, his voice deep and smooth. “And I have been watching you, Seraphina.”
She shivered at the sound of her name on his lips, her heart racing faster than ever. “What do you want from me?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“I want to give you pleasure, Seraphina,” he said, his eyes dark with desire. “I want to taste your lips, to feel your body beneath mine.”
She hesitated for a moment, but the desire that burned within her was too strong to resist. She stepped out onto the balcony, her body trembling with anticipation.
He moved towards her, his arms encircling her waist as he pulled her close. His lips met hers, his tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned with pleasure. His hands roamed over her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her breasts and the curve of her hips.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck as he nibbled and licked at her skin. She gasped as he took her nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hard bud as she arched her back with pleasure.
He moved lower, his lips tracing a path down her stomach as he knelt before her. His fingers hooked into the waistband of her negligee, pulling it down to reveal her bare sex.
He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. “May I taste you, Seraphina?” he asked, his voice husky with need.
She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched him. He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to taste her. She moaned as he explored her, his tongue tracing circles around her clit as she writhed with pleasure.
He slid a finger inside her, his tongue still working its magic on her clit. She moaned louder, her hips bucking as she rode his finger. He added a second finger, his fingers curling inside her as he stroked her G-spot.
She was close, so close to the edge. And then he sucked her clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking against the sensitive bud as she cried out with pleasure. Her orgasm washed over her, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.
He stood, his lips glistening with her juices. “Did you enjoy that, Seraphina?” he asked, his eyes dark with desire.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Yes, I did.”
He smiled, his eyes glinting in the moonlight. “Good,” he said. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”
He scooped her up in his arms, carrying her back to her bed. He laid her down, his body covering hers as he kissed her deeply. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she knew what she wanted.
He entered her, his cock sliding deep inside her as she moaned with pleasure. He began to move, his hips thrusting as he filled her over and over again. She wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass as she urged him on.
He fucked her hard, his cock pounding into her as she cried out with pleasure. She could feel another orgasm building within her, and she knew it would be bigger than the first.
And then it hit her, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. She could feel him pulsing inside her, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed.
He collapsed on top of her, his breath coming in short gasps. “Did you enjoy that, Seraphina?” he asked, his voice husky with exhaustion.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Yes, I did.”
And with that, they fell asleep, their bodies entwined in a tangle of passion and pleasure.
