In the dimly lit room, the scent of musk and sweat hung heavy in the air. The only source of light came from a single flickering candle, casting shadows on the walls and illuminating the bodies of two lovers entwined on the bed.
The man, a tall and muscular figure with dark, inked skin, traced his fingers gently down the woman’s arm. She shivered at his touch, her fair skin a stark contrast against his own. His tattoos seemed to come alive in the candlelight, a swirling mass of intricate designs and patterns that covered every inch of his body.
He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers in a slow and passionate kiss. His tongue danced with hers, exploring every corner of her mouth as she responded with equal fervor. She ran her hands down his back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her fingertips.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck and nipping at her earlobe. She gasped, arching her back as he made his way down to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before biting down gently. She moaned, her hands clutching at his shoulders as he continued to tease and tantalize her.
He moved lower, his fingers tracing a path down her stomach and stopping at the waistband of her panties. He hooked his fingers under the fabric, pulling them down slowly and revealing her trimmed pubic hair. He leaned in, inhaling her scent before running his tongue along her slit.
She cried out, her hips bucking as he began to lick and suck at her clit. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat his hand as he began to pump in and out. She was moaning loudly now, her fingers tangled in his hair as she ground herself against his face.
He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing and her breathing quickening. He slid a second finger inside her, curling them upwards and rubbing against her g-spot. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as she came hard, her juices flowing over his fingers.
He pulled away, crawling up the bed and positioning himself between her legs. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure. He leaned down, kissing her deeply as she reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock.
She stroked him slowly, feeling him grow harder in her hand. He broke the kiss, reaching down and positioning himself at her entrance. She moaned as he began to push inside her, feeling him fill her up completely.
He started to thrust, slow and deep at first before picking up the pace. She matched him, meeting each thrust with one of her own. He reached down, pinching her nipples and rolling them between his fingers. She cried out, her muscles clenching around him as she came again.
He could feel himself getting closer, his balls tightening as he approached his own climax. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her as she urged him on. He groaned, his hips stuttering as he came hard, his hot seed filling her up.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, as the candle flickered and died. The room was plunged into darkness, but they didn’t need light to see each other. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.
