In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven hair lay on the bed, her dark skin glowing in the soft light. She beckoned to the man standing in the doorway, his own skin several shades lighter than hers. He approached, his cock already hard with anticipation.
As he climbed onto the bed, she reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him down towards her. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths.
She broke the kiss, her lips traveling down to his neck, where she nibbled and licked at his sensitive skin. He moaned, his hands roaming over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt.
She sat up, pulling her shirt over her head to reveal her perfect breasts. He bent his head, taking one nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. She gasped, her back arching as he teased her nipple with his teeth.
His hand traveled down her body, slipping beneath the waistband of her pants. He found her wet and ready for him, her clit already swollen with desire. He stroked her gently, teasing her with his fingers until she was begging for more.
She pushed him back onto the bed, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips. She guided his cock inside her, sinking down onto him with a sigh of pleasure.
They moved together, their bodies rocking in a rhythm as old as time. She rode him hard, her breasts bouncing in his face as he sucked and bit at her nipples.
He grabbed her hips, thrusting up into her as she moaned and cried out with pleasure. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tightening around his cock as she approached her climax.
With a final thrust, he sent her over the edge. She screamed, her orgasm ripping through her body as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
He followed her soon after, his own climax exploding from him as he filled her with his seed. They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat and covered in a sheen of pleasure.
As they lay there, panting and spent, she looked up at him and smiled. “Again,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
And he knew that this was only the beginning of their dark passions, a passion that would burn brightly for many nights to come.
