In the dimly lit room, a woman sat on the edge of the bed, her long legs crossed, a playful smile on her lips. She was dressed in a red silk robe, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders. Across from her, a man stood, his eyes fixed on her, his heart pounding in his chest.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice low and sultry.
He swallowed hard, his throat dry. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
She stood and walked over to him, her hips swaying gently. She placed a hand on his chest and looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. “I can tell.”
He reached out and touched her face, his thumb brushing against her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, his tongue exploring her mouth. She responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. She moaned softly, her head falling back. He reached down and untied her robe, letting it fall to the ground. She was naked underneath, her body toned and smooth.
He knelt down in front of her, his eyes taking in every inch of her. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her stomach, his hands roaming over her hips. She ran her fingers through his hair, her breathing becoming heavier.
He kissed his way down to her hips, his tongue tracing the curves of her body. He reached her inner thighs and spread them apart, his eyes fixed on her wet pussy. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her clit, his tongue flicking against it. She moaned louder, her hands gripping his hair.
He sucked and licked her clit, his fingers playing with her pussy lips. She was wet, her hips grinding against his face. He slipped a finger inside of her, his thumb still on her clit. She moaned louder, her breathing becoming erratic.
He continued to pleasure her, his fingers and tongue working in unison. She was close, her body trembling. He sucked harder, his fingers thrusting faster. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came.
He stood up, his lips glistening. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. She could taste herself on him, and it only made her want him more.
He broke the kiss and reached down, his fingers finding her wet pussy. He slipped a finger inside of her, his thumb still on her clit. She moaned, her hips grinding against his hand. He started to move his fingers, his thumb still working her clit.
She reached down and undid his pants, her hand finding his hard cock. She stroked him, her hand moving up and down his shaft. He moaned, his hips thrusting into her hand.
He pulled his fingers out of her and lifted her up, his hands on her ass. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He carried her over to the bed and laid her down, his body covering hers.
He reached down and guided his cock to her entrance, pushing inside of her. She moaned, her hips meeting his thrusts. He started to move, his hips thrusting harder and faster. She cried out, her nails digging into his back.
He fucked her, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm. She moaned and cried out, her hips grinding against his. He could feel himself getting closer, his balls tightening. She could feel it too, her body trembling.
He thrust deeper, his hips moving faster. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came. He moaned, his body shuddering as he came, filling her with his cum.
He collapsed on top of her, his breathing heavy. She wrapped her arms around him, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. They lay there for a moment, their bodies still connected, their hearts beating in unison.
“I’ve wanted that all day,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
He smiled, his lips finding hers. “I’m glad I could finally give it to you.”
