In a dimly lit room, a soft jazz music playing in the background, a woman named Isabella stood in front of a large mirror. She was wearing a flowing skirt, but her upper body was bare, revealing her ample, firm breasts. Her long, curly hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her dark eyes sparkled with desire.
She was waiting for her lover, a man named Gabriel, who was running late. Isabella couldn’t help but feel a shiver of anticipation run down her spine as she thought about what was to come. She knew Gabriel would be pleased by the sight of her, and she couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her body.
Finally, she heard the front door open and close, and Gabriel’s footsteps as he made his way towards the bedroom. Isabella turned to face him, and her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of him. He was dressed in a crisp suit, and his dark hair was styled to perfection. His eyes locked onto hers, and she could see the heat in his gaze.
Without a word, Gabriel crossed the room and pulled Isabella into his arms. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her body. Isabella responded eagerly, moaning softly as she felt his erection pressing against her.
Gabriel broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down Isabella’s neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. She tilted her head back, giving him better access, and let out a soft gasp as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and began to suck.
Isabella’s hands went to Gabriel’s hair, holding him in place as he continued to tease and torment her nipples. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second, and she couldn’t wait any longer. She pulled Gabriel’s head up and looked into his eyes.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Gabriel didn’t need any more encouragement. He quickly stripped off his clothes and then turned his attention back to Isabella. He pushed her skirt up and ran his hands over her smooth, bare thighs. She was wearing a pair of lacy panties, and he could see the wet spot in the crotch.
He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, revealing her bare, shaved pussy. He could smell her arousal, and he couldn’t wait to taste her. He knelt down in front of her and began to lick and suck on her clit.
Isabella let out a loud moan as she felt Gabriel’s tongue on her. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, and she reached down and tangled her fingers in his hair, holding him in place.
But Gabriel had other plans. He stood up and picked Isabella up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her over to the bed and laid her down, then climbed on top of her.
He positioned himself at her entrance and looked into her eyes. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
Isabella nodded, unable to speak. She was more than ready.
Gabriel pushed inside of her, filling her completely. Isabella let out a loud moan as she felt him hit her deepest spot. He began to thrust in and out of her, building up a steady rhythm.
Isabella matched his thrusts, meeting him stroke for stroke. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew it wouldn’t be long now.
“Don’t stop,” she gasped, her voice barely audible.
Gabriel didn’t stop. He continued to fuck her hard and fast, his balls slapping against her ass. Isabella could feel her orgasm building, and she let out a loud cry as it finally hit her.
Gabriel continued to thrust in and out of her as she came, prolonging her pleasure. And then, with one final thrust, he joined her, filling her with his hot, sticky cum.
They lay there for a moment, catching their breath, before Gabriel pulled out of her and rolled over onto his back. Isabella snuggled up next to him, her head resting on his chest.
They didn’t need to say anything. They both knew that this was just the beginning of a long and passionate night.
