Whispers in the Moonlight

In the dim candlelight of her bedroom, the curvaceous woman sat on the edge of her bed, her long, curly hair cascading down her shoulders. She was partially undressed, her blouse unbuttoned to reveal the soft swell of her breasts, her skirt hiked up to reveal a smooth, creamy thigh. Her dark eyes glittered with anticipation as she awaited the arrival of her lover.

A soft knock at the door, and he entered, a tall, handsome man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. He wore only a pair of low-slung pants, his muscular chest bare. He crossed the room in two strides, pulling her to her feet and crushing his lips to hers.

Their tongues danced together, tasting of sweet wine and desire. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples through the silky fabric of her bra. She moaned into his mouth, her own hands working to slide his pants down his hips, freeing his hard, throbbing cock.

He picked her up, his strong arms lifting her easily as he carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently, his lips never leaving hers as he covered her body with his own. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, feeling the tip of his cock brush against her wet, aching pussy.

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe. She arched her back, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he licked and sucked at her nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

He worked his way down her body, kissing and licking every inch of her skin. He reached her skirt, hooking his fingers into the waistband and tugging it down her legs, leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties.

He knelt between her legs, his eyes locked on hers as he hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs. She gasped as he spread her legs wide, his eyes taking in the sight of her glistening pussy.

He leaned forward, his tongue snaking out to taste her. She cried out, her hips bucking as he licked and sucked at her clit. He slid a finger inside her, crooking it up to hit her g-spot. She moaned, her hands reaching down to tangle in his hair as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

Just as she was about to cum, he pulled away, his finger slipping from her pussy as he stood up. She looked at him, her eyes pleading, but he only smiled, his finger glistening with her juices.

He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. She reached down, guiding his cock to her entrance. He pushed inside her, filling her completely. She moaned, her head falling back as he began to thrust, hard and deep.

Their bodies moved together, their moans and sighs filling the room. He reached down, his thumb finding her clit as he fucked her. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his seed.

They lay there, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts pounding. He rolled off her, pulling her close as they lay in the afterglow of their passion.

“I love you,” she whispered, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest.

“I love you too,” he replied, his fingers carding through her curly hair.

And they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.

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