On a sweltering summer afternoon, in the heart of the city, lived a woman named Isabella. She was a 28-year-old fashion designer, known for her fiery red hair and emerald green eyes. Today, she had a surprise visitor, a man named Ethan, whom she had met at a fashion gala a week ago.
Ethan, a 32-year-old photographer, had been captivated by Isabella’s fiery spirit and bold personality. He knocked on her door, and she welcomed him inside, her heart beating with anticipation.
“I’ve been thinking about you all week,” Ethan murmured, his voice low and husky.
Isabella’s heart skipped a beat. “I’ve been thinking about you too,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan’s gaze dropped to her lips, and he leaned in, capturing them in a passionate kiss. Isabella responded eagerly, her body melting against his. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe, causing her to gasp with pleasure.
Ethan’s hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves, and unzipping her dress. It fell to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie. Ethan’s eyes widened with desire, and he growled, picking her up in his arms and carrying her to the bedroom.
He laid her down on the bed, his body hovering over hers. He kissed her again, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm of passion. Ethan’s hands explored her body, teasing her nipples through the lace of her bra. Isabella arched her back, moaning with pleasure.
Ethan trailed his kisses down her body, his tongue tracing a path to her core. He hooked his fingers into her lacy panties, pulling them down her legs. He spread her legs apart, his gaze fixed on her glistening pussy.
He leaned in, his tongue flicking against her clit. Isabella cried out with pleasure, her hips bucking against his mouth. Ethan licked and sucked, bringing her to the brink of orgasm.
But Ethan had other plans. He pulled away, his gaze meeting hers. “I want to cum on your face,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding.
Isabella’s eyes widened with surprise, but she nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. Ethan reached into his pocket, pulling out a condom. He rolled it on, his gaze fixed on her.
He positioned himself between her legs, his cock pressing against her entrance. He thrust inside her, filling her completely. Isabella cried out with pleasure, her hips meeting his in a rhythm of passion.
Ethan’s thrusts grew harder, faster, his body slapping against hers. Isabella’s moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure.
Ethan pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices. He stroked himself, his gaze fixed on her face. He groaned, his cock jerking as he came, cum landing on her face and hair.
Isabella’s eyes widened with surprise, but she smiled, her body trembling with pleasure. Ethan collapsed beside her, his body spent.
“That was amazing,” Isabella murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes, it was,” Ethan agreed, pulling her close.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over their bodies.
And as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, they knew that this was just the beginning of a beautiful love story.
