In a dimly lit bedroom, a woman with long, curly hair runs her fingers over a delicate piece of lingerie. The fabric is soft and luxurious, and she can’t help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine. She hears the door creak open and turns to see a man with equally curly hair enter the room.
He takes in the sight of her, dressed in nothing but the lingerie and a pair of heels. His eyes widen with desire and he can’t help but take a step towards her.
“You look incredible,” he says, his voice low and husky.
She smiles and takes a step closer to him. They spend several moments locked in a passionate embrace, their lips meeting in a kiss that makes her heart race.
As they continue to kiss, his hands begin to wander, exploring her body through the lingerie. She moans softly as he cups her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple.
He breaks the kiss and begins to trail kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe and making her gasp. She runs her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.
He continues to kiss and nibble his way down her body, eventually reaching the waistband of her lingerie. He looks up at her, seeking permission, and she nods.
He slowly begins to pull the lingerie down, revealing her bare skin. He can’t help but moan at the sight of her, she is absolutely breathtaking.
He continues to kiss and lick her body as he removes the lingerie, his hands roaming freely over her curves.
She is writhing beneath him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He can tell she is close to the edge and he wants to push her over.
He stands up and quickly undresses, his eyes never leaving hers.
He climbs back onto the bed and positions himself between her legs.
“Are you ready for me?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
She nods, unable to speak.
He enters her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight warmth surrounding him.
They begin to move together, their bodies moving in a rhythm that is both primal and beautiful.
She moans and cries out as they move together, her fingers digging into his back.
He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his thrusts becoming faster and harder.
She screams out as she reaches her peak, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
He follows her over the edge, his own release taking him by surprise.
They lay together, spent and satisfied, their bodies slick with sweat.
She runs her fingers through his hair, smiling contentedly.
“That was incredible,” she says, her voice soft and breathy.
He smiles and kisses her forehead.
“Yes, it was.”
