Whispers in the Moonlight

On a warm summer night, a woman named Seraphina wandered through her garden, her long chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders. She was dressed in a flowing silk robe, partially open, revealing the curves of her breasts and the soft skin of her stomach. The gentle breeze played with the edges of the fabric, teasing her bare legs.

She came across a tall, handsome stranger standing near the fountain. His name was Adrian, a traveler who had stumbled upon her secluded estate. He was taking in the beauty of the garden, his chiseled chest bare and a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Seraphina, intrigued by the stranger, approached him slowly. Their eyes met, and she felt a spark of desire ignite within her. She closed the distance between them, her robe brushing against his muscular thighs. Adrian looked down at her, his gaze intense and full of longing.

Without a word, Seraphina reached up and gently brushed a lock of hair from Adrian’s face. He leaned in, capturing her lips with his in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, caressing her curves and igniting a fire within her.

They broke apart, both breathless. Adrian trailed kisses down Seraphina’s neck, nibbling on her earlobe and sending shivers down her spine. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer.

Adrian’s hands slipped beneath Seraphina’s robe, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She gasped, her back arching as she pressed herself against him. His mouth found hers again, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm as old as time.

Seraphina’s hands roamed over Adrian’s chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her fingertips. She trailed her fingers down his stomach, feeling the heat radiating from him. Adrian’s breath hitched as she reached the waistband of his pants, her fingers teasing the buttons open.

She slipped her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around his hard length. Adrian groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she stroked him. Seraphina smiled, her thumb brushing over the tip of his cock, collecting the bead of precum that had formed there.

Adrian’s fingers found Seraphina’s wetness, sliding through her folds and teasing her clit. She moaned, her hips bucking as he circled the sensitive bundle of nerves. She was ready for him, her body begging for release.

Adrian lifted Seraphina onto the edge of the fountain, spreading her legs wide. He knelt between them, his tongue flicking out to taste her. Seraphina cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as he licked and sucked at her clit.

He slipped a finger inside her, crooking it to hit her G-spot. Seraphina’s back arched, her body trembling as she reached her peak. Adrian stood, his cock hard and ready. He guided it to Seraphina’s entrance, sliding inside her with one smooth thrust.

They moved together, their bodies finding a rhythm as they fucked. Seraphina’s fingers dug into Adrian’s shoulders, her nails leaving crescent moon marks on his skin. Adrian’s hands gripped Seraphina’s hips, driving himself deeper with each thrust.

Seraphina’s moans filled the air, mingling with the sounds of their bodies coming together. Adrian’s breath hitched as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. Seraphina’s eyes locked onto his, her body tense as she felt herself on the brink.

With one final thrust, Adrian filled Seraphina with his release. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. They collapsed against each other, their bodies slick with sweat and pleasure.

As the moonlight bathed them in its soft glow, Seraphina and Adrian knew that this was the start of something special. Their bodies had spoken a language that words could never convey, and they were forever bound by the passion that had ignited between them on that warm summer night.

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