In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood facing away from the door, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the window behind her. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure illuminated by the moonlight streaming in from outside. Her skin was a rich shade of brown, and her curves were lush and inviting. She was the epitome of a sultry Indian beauty, her thick hair cascading down her back in a glossy waterfall.
The door creaked open, and a man stepped inside, his eyes immediately drawn to the woman in front of him. He took in the sight of her full breasts, her narrow waist, and the generous curve of her hips. He felt his desire surge as he took in the view of her perfect ass, the soft globes inviting him to come closer.
He approached her slowly, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. He reached out a hand, gently brushing her hair aside so that he could see the nape of her neck. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her skin, feeling her shiver in response.
“Do you want me?” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
She turned to face him, her dark eyes heavy with desire. “Yes,” she murmured, her voice husky with longing. “I want you.”
He took her in his arms, crushing her against him as he claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue delved into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her lips as she responded with equal fervor.
Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, exploring and caressing as they reacquainted themselves with every curve and contour. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch. She moaned, her head falling back as he bent his head to take one rosy peak into his mouth.
He licked and sucked, teasing her nipples to tight peaks as she writhed in his arms. She reached down, her fingers tracing a path down his chest and stomach until she reached the waistband of his pants. She tugged at the fabric, freeing his hard cock from its confines.
He groaned as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking him firmly as she guided him towards her entrance. He slid inside her easily, her wetness coating his length as he filled her completely.
They began to move together, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself. He thrust into her from behind, his hands gripping her hips as he drove himself deeper and deeper. She pushed back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke as she moaned her pleasure.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit as he began to rub slow circles around the sensitive bud. She gasped, her hips bucking as he increased the pressure, her orgasm building inside her.
He felt her tighten around him, her muscles clenching as she cried out her release. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum.
They collapsed together, their bodies spent and sated. He pulled out of her, his softening cock slipping from her wetness as he turned her to face him.
“I will always want you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against hers.
“And I will always want you,” she replied, her arms wrapped around him as they stood there in the shadows, their bodies entwined in a lover’s embrace.
