In the quiet of the night, a crescent moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. In a high-rise apartment, a couple was stirred by the allure of the night. The man, a tall and muscular figure with dark, chiseled skin, pulled his lover close. She was a vision of beauty with her golden-brown skin glowing in the moonlight.
“Let’s take a shower,” he whispered in her ear, his voice deep and husky with desire. She nodded, her dark eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Hand in hand, they walked to the bathroom, undressing each other as they went. His fingers traced the curves of her body, feeling her shudder with pleasure. Her hands explored his muscular chest, feeling the strength beneath her fingertips.
As they stepped into the shower, the warm water cascaded over their bodies, washing away the day’s stress. He pulled her close, their bodies slick with water and soap. His lips found hers, their tongues dancing in a passionate kiss.
Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, caressing and teasing. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her hardening nipples. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders.
His mouth traveled down her neck, licking and nibbling as he went. She arched her back, giving him better access. His lips found her nipples, his tongue swirling around them, causing her to gasp with pleasure.
Her hands reached down, gripping his hard cock. She stroked him, feeling him grow even harder in her hand. He groaned, his head falling back.
She dropped to her knees, her lips wrapping around his cock. She sucked and stroked, her tongue swirling around the tip. He moaned, his hands gripping her hair.
He lifted her up, his lips finding hers again. He pressed her against the shower wall, his cock sliding into her wet pussy. She moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist.
He thrust into her, their bodies moving in rhythm. The water continued to cascade over them, adding to their pleasure. She moaned, her head falling back.
“Yes, yes,” she cried out, her nails digging into his back. He thrust deeper, harder.
“Come for me,” he growled, his lips finding her neck. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her. He followed, his cock throbbing inside her.
They stood there, their bodies still connected, the water washing over them. They looked into each other’s eyes, their bodies glowing in the moonlight.
“I love you,” they whispered in unison, their hearts beating as one.
And with that, they finished their shower, their bodies clean and their love reaffirmed. They stepped out of the shower, their bodies entwined, ready to face the night together.
