The soft glow of the moon cast a silver light across the room, illuminating the curves and contours of the figure lying on the bed. She was a vision of beauty, with her raven-black hair cascading down her back and her caramel-colored skin glowing in the dim light. Her name was Priya, a stunning Indian woman with a thick, voluptuous figure that could make any man’s heart race.
Priya was lying on her stomach, her head turned to the side, giving him a glimpse of her profile. Her full lips were slightly parted, and he could see the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed deeply. He took a moment to take in the sight of her, his gaze lingering on the curve of her hips and the rounded globes of her ass, barely covered by the thin sheet that was draped across her body.
He couldn’t resist any longer. He crossed the room, his steps silent on the plush carpet, and climbed onto the bed behind her. She stirred as he settled in, his body pressed against hers, and he felt her shiver in anticipation.
“Who is it?” she whispered, her voice low and husky with sleep.
“Shh,” he replied, his lips brushing against her ear. “It’s just me.”
He trailed his fingers down her arm, feeling her tremble beneath his touch. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and he knew that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He leaned in, his breath warm against her skin, and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder.
She turned her head, her eyes meeting his in the dim light. He saw the desire burning in her gaze, and he knew that she was ready for him. He claimed her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth as he explored every inch of her.
His hands roamed her body, caressing her curves and teasing her sensitive spots. He traced the outline of her breasts, feeling her nipples harden beneath the sheet, and continued down her stomach, his fingers dancing across her skin.
He reached the waistband of the sheet, and with a swift movement, he pulled it aside, exposing her luscious ass to his gaze. He couldn’t resist any longer. He leaned down, his lips finding her skin, and he began to kiss and nibble her ass, his hands gripping her hips as he tasted her.
She moaned, her body arching beneath him as he pleasured her. He could feel her wetness, her arousal coating her thighs, and he knew that she was ready for him. He reached down, his fingers finding her entrance, and he slowly began to circle her clit, feeling her tremble beneath his touch.
She was moaning now, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he teased her. He could feel her muscles clenching, her body begging for more, and he knew that she was close. He plunged his fingers inside her, feeling her tight walls grip him, and he began to pump them in and out, his thumb still circling her clit.
She cried out, her body shaking as she came, her juices coating his fingers. He pulled them out, his lips finding her ear once more.
“I need you,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
She turned to face him, her eyes dark with passion. “Take me,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, feeling her wetness coat him, and then he plunged inside her, filling her completely.
She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he began to move, his hips thrusting against hers as he claimed her. He could feel her muscles gripping him, pulling him deeper, and he knew that he wouldn’t last long.
He quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he chased his release. She met him thrust for thrust, her hips rising to meet his as they moved together, their bodies joined in the most intimate of ways.
He felt her tighten around him, her muscles clenching as she came again, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust deep inside her, his cock twitching as he emptied himself, filling her with his seed.
He collapsed on top of her, his body spent and sated. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as they caught their breath. He could feel her heart beating against his chest, and he knew that this was where he belonged.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as the night wore on. The moon had moved across the sky, its light no longer illuminating the room, but they didn’t need it any longer. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.
