In the dimly lit room, the air hung heavy with anticipation. The woman, with her raven black hair cascading down her back, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her silhouette framed by the city lights behind her. She was the epitome of beauty and grace, her curves accentuated by the nude colored lingerie she wore.
He watched her from across the room, his gaze fixed on her every move. She was a thick Indian babe, with an air of confidence that only added to her allure. He felt his cock stir in his pants as he imagined what it would be like to run his hands over her body, to taste her skin and feel her heat against him.
Slowly, she turned to face him, her dark eyes locked onto his. She smiled, a seductive smile that made his heart race. She moved towards him, her hips swaying with each step. He could see the outline of her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra, and he felt his cock grow harder.
As she reached him, she placed a hand on his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. “I want you,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. She tasted of sweet wine and desire, and he couldn’t get enough.
His hands roamed over her body, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. She moaned into his mouth as he ground his hips against hers, his cock pressing into her belly. She reached down, her fingers deftly unfastening his pants. She pushed them down, freeing his cock.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He sucked and nibbled at her earlobe, earning a gasp of pleasure. He continued his descent, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
He reached the swell of her breasts, his fingers hooking into the cups of her bra. He pulled them down, revealing her hard nipples. He took one in his mouth, sucking and licking it. She moaned, her fingers threading through his hair.
He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. Her breathing became ragged, her hips grinding against his. He could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, and he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He moved his hands down her body, cupping her ass. He lifted her, his cock pressed against her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently.
He knelt between her legs, his cock pressed against her pussy. He could feel the heat and wetness of her pussy through his boxers, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled his boxers down, freeing his cock.
He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock pressed against her pussy lips. He looked up at her, her eyes dark with desire. “Ready?” he asked, his voice husky.
She nodded, her lips parted as she panted. He pushed in, slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy surrounding him. She moaned, her head thrown back. He started to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm.
Their moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping together. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, and he knew she was close. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, earning a loud moan from her.
She came with a cry, her pussy clenching around him. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust a few more times before he came, filling her with his seed.
They lay there, panting and sweaty. He pulled out and collapsed next to her. She turned to him, her eyes shining with satisfaction. “That was amazing,” she said, her voice soft.
He smiled, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. “Yes, it was,” he agreed. And as they lay there, their bodies entwined, he knew that this was just the beginning of a night filled with passion and pleasure.
