In the dimly lit room, a woman named Seraphina lay on the bed. She was a striking figure, with long black hair and piercing green eyes. Her body was toned and athletic, with a small tattoo of a rose above her pubic mound. She was 28 years old, and her lover, Adrian, knew her body well.
Adrian, a man of 35, was a tall and muscular man with a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. He had a mischievous glint in his eye as he approached Seraphina. He had been with many women before, but none had captured his heart like Seraphina.
He started by kissing her on the lips, softly at first, then with more passion. His hands roamed her body, feeling every inch of her skin. Seraphina responded, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer.
Adrian then moved down to her neck, nibbling and licking gently. Seraphina moaned with pleasure as his lips traced a path down to her breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth and sucked gently, eliciting a gasp from Seraphina. He moved his hand down to her pubic mound, feeling the soft curls of her tattooed hair.
Seraphina was already wet, and Adrian could feel it as he slipped a finger inside of her. She moaned, urging him to go deeper. He obliged, adding a second finger and pumping them in and out of her.
Finally, Adrian couldn’t wait any longer. He positioned himself between Seraphina’s legs and entered her. She wrapped her legs around him as he thrust into her, hard and fast. The sound of their bodies slapping against each other filled the room.
Seraphina moaned louder and louder as she approached her climax. Adrian could feel her muscles clench around him as she came, and he followed soon after.
They lay there, panting and sweating, for a few moments. Adrian looked down at Seraphina’s tattoo, a permanent reminder of their love.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too,” Seraphina replied, her voice husky with pleasure.
