Lingerie and Desire

The night was hot and humid, and the city lights cast a warm glow on the apartment balcony where Raven stood. She was wearing a lacy black lingerie set that hugged her darker skin, accentuating her curves and making her feel incredibly seductive.

Raven’s partner, Jax, had been working late, and she had used the time to prepare herself for a night of passion. She knew how much he appreciated her lingerie collection, and she wanted to make sure that he came home to something truly special.

When Jax finally arrived, he found Raven on the balcony, her silhouette framed by the city lights. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he took in the sight of her, and he knew that he was in for a night to remember.

As they moved inside, Raven and Jax began to shed their clothes, their hands exploring each other’s bodies with a growing urgency. Jax traced his fingers over the lace of Raven’s lingerie, feeling her shiver with anticipation.

He knelt down in front of her, his mouth finding the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Raven gasped as she felt his tongue explore her, her hands reaching down to tangle in his hair.

Jax took his time, teasing her with his mouth and tongue until Raven was moaning with pleasure. Only then did he slide her lingerie to the side, his fingers finding her slick and ready.

As he entered her, Raven let out a cry of pleasure. Jax moved slowly at first, building up a rhythm that had her gasping and writhing beneath him.

They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. Raven’s lingerie was now bunched up around her waist, forgotten in the heat of the moment.

Jax’s fingers found her clit, rubbing small circles that had Raven crying out with pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around him as he drove deeper.

With a final thrust, Jax sent Raven over the edge. She cried out his name, her body shuddering with pleasure as the orgasm washed over her.

As they lay together, spent and satisfied, Raven knew that she had given Jax a night he would never forget. And she knew that she would never tire of the way he made her feel, both in and out of her lingerie.

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