In the dimly lit room, a soft jazz melody played as Aria reclined on the plush velvet couch. Her long raven hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her emerald green eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. She had invited Adrian over for a drink, but as he entered the room, she had an ulterior motive in mind.
Adrian, a tall and handsome man with a charming smile, approached Aria with a glass of red wine in his hand. As he handed it to her, their fingers brushed against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through their bodies. Aria’s heart raced as she took a sip of the wine, never breaking eye contact with Adrian.
“I’ve missed you,” Aria whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Adrian’s eyes widened, and he took a step closer to her. “I’ve missed you too, Aria.”
Without warning, Aria set her wine glass down and reached for Adrian’s belt. She unbuckled it slowly, her eyes never leaving his. Adrian’s breath hitched as she unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock.
Aria leaned forward, her bare breasts spilling out of her low-cut dress. She wrapped her lips around Adrian’s cock, her tongue swirling around the tip. Adrian let out a low moan, his hands instinctively reaching for Aria’s hair.
As Aria sucked him off, she could feel Adrian’s fingers running through her hair, pulling it gently. She could hear the sound of their heavy breathing, mixed with the soft jazz music in the background.
Adrian’s hips began to thrust, matching the rhythm of Aria’s mouth. She could feel him getting closer, his moans getting louder.
“Aria, I’m gonna cum,” Adrian warned, but Aria didn’t stop. She wanted to taste him, to feel him release inside her mouth.
With a final thrust, Adrian came, his warm cum filling Aria’s mouth. She swallowed it eagerly, her tongue swirling around his cock one last time before pulling away.
Adrian collapsed onto the couch, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Aria smiled, her lips still wrapped around his cock.
“Welcome back,” she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.
