In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing her reflection. She was in her late twenties, with a perfect body that she maintained through rigorous exercise and a healthy diet. Her long, brunette hair was messy, cascading down her shoulders in wild waves. She wore a black bra that accentuated her ample cleavage.
She heard a knock on the door, and her heart skipped a beat. It was him, the man she had been fantasizing about for weeks. She took a deep breath, composing herself before opening the door.
He stood there, looking even more handsome than she remembered. His eyes traveled down her body, taking in every curve and contour. She could feel his gaze on her, making her body tingle with anticipation.
Without a word, he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He pulled her close, his hands roaming over her body. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, making her wet with desire.
He started kissing her, his lips soft and warm against hers. She responded eagerly, their tongues dancing together in a passionate embrace. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes, making her moan with pleasure.
He unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples, making them harden with desire. She arched her back, pressing her body against his.
He picked her up, carrying her to the bed. He laid her down, his body hovering over hers. She could feel his erection pressing against her wetness, making her ache with need.
He entered her slowly, filling her up completely. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside of her. He started thrusting, their bodies moving in rhythm with each other.
She could feel herself getting closer to the edge, her moans getting louder with every thrust. He quickened his pace, his breath hot against her ear.
“Come for me,” he whispered, his voice low and husky.
She did, her orgasm washing over her like a wave. She could feel herself tightening around him, her body shaking with pleasure. He followed soon after, his body shuddering with release.
They lay there, their bodies intertwined, their breathing heavy. She ran her fingers through his hair, messy and disheveled from their passionate encounter. She smiled, content and sated.
It was a night she would never forget.
