The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. In a quiet apartment, a woman with long, black hair moved silently through the dark. She was nude, her curves illuminated by the faint light filtering through the window. Her name was Priya, an Indian beauty with a body made for sin.
Priya had been thinking about him all day, ever since he had left her apartment that morning. His name was Ravi, a tall, muscular man with piercing brown eyes and a wicked smile. He was the one who had introduced her to this world of passion and pleasure, and she craved him like a drug.
As she moved through the apartment, she could feel her body responding to the thought of him. Her nipples hardened, and a warmth spread between her legs. She knew what she wanted, and she was going to take it.
Quietly, she made her way to his bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest. She could see the faint outline of his body under the covers, and she felt a surge of desire. Slowly, she climbed onto the bed, her body hovering over his.
“Ravi,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.
He stirred, his eyes opening slowly. “Priya,” he murmured, a smile spreading across his face. “What are you doing here?”
“I couldn’t wait any longer,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I need you.”
He reached up, pulling her down onto him. His lips found hers, and they kissed deeply, their tongues dancing together. She could feel his erection pressing against her, and she moaned with pleasure.
Breaking the kiss, she trailed her lips down his neck, nibbling and licking at his skin. He gasped, his hands gripping her hips. She moved lower, her tongue tracing a path down his chest. She reached his nipples, and she circled them with her tongue, teasing and tormenting him.
He groaned, his hips bucking up against her. She smiled, continuing her journey down his body. She reached his cock, and she took him into her mouth, sucking and licking at him. He tasted salty and musky, and she relished the feeling of him in her mouth.
She worked him with her mouth, her hands gripping his hips. He was moaning now, his fingers tangled in her hair. She could feel his orgasm building, and she sucked harder, wanting to taste him.
With a shout, he came, his cum filling her mouth. She swallowed, savoring the taste. She looked up at him, a wicked smile on her face.
“I’m not done with you yet,” she said, climbing back up his body.
She straddled him, her wet pussy pressing against his cock. She rubbed against him, teasing them both. He reached up, gripping her hips and guiding her down onto him.
She gasped as he filled her, her body stretching to accommodate him. She started to move, riding him slowly at first, then faster and harder. He met her thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together.
She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing. She leaned down, her breasts pressing against his chest. He reached up, pinching her nipples and sending waves of pleasure through her body.
With a cry, she came, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. He followed her, his own orgasm ripping through him. They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat.
“I love you, Priya,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
“I love you too, Ravi,” she replied, her heart swelling with love for him.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, the night around them. And as they drifted off to sleep, they knew that they would never let each other go.
