In the dimly lit room, a full-length mirror reflected the tantalizing scene. Adeline, a woman of 25 with her raven hair cascading down her shoulders, stood before it in a push-up bra of black lace, her ample cleavage on display. The matching lingerie, a sheer G-string nestled between her well-groomed front pubic hair, completed the alluring image.
A soft, sensual melody played in the background as she traced her fingers over the lace, her hazel eyes heavy-lidded with desire. She heard the floor creak, the sound of footsteps approaching her from behind. The anticipation sent a shiver down her spine.
“You look breathtaking, Addie,” said a deep, familiar voice. Vincent, her lover of several months, wrapped his arms around her waist, his lips finding the curve of her neck. His stubble grazed her skin, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.
Adeline leaned back into his embrace, her fingers reaching up to tangle in his hair. His lips moved from her neck to her ear, his hot breath causing her to gasp. “I’ve missed you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Vincent’s hands slid down from her waist, tracing the lace of her lingerie. His fingers lingered on the edge of her G-string, teasing her. “And I’ve missed you,” he murmured, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss.
Their tongues danced together as their hands explored each other’s bodies. Vincent’s fingers slipped under the edge of Adeline’s G-string, finding her wet and ready. She moaned into his mouth as he began to stroke her, her hips grinding against his hand.
Breaking the kiss, Adeline turned in Vincent’s arms, her hands reaching for the buttons of his shirt. She undid them one by one, her fingers brushing against his chest. His muscles tensed under her touch, a low growl escaping his lips.
With the shirt open, Adeline pressed her body against his, her nipples hard against the fabric of her bra. Vincent’s hands roamed over her back, finding the clasp of her bra and unhooking it. Her breasts spilled out, her nipples already hard with desire.
Vincent’s mouth found one nipple, his tongue swirling around it. Adeline arched her back, her hands reaching for his pants. She undid the button, her fingers slipping inside to stroke him. He was hard, ready for her.
