The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. In a quiet corner of a rooftop garden, a woman stood, her silhouette framed by the darkness. She was a vision of beauty, with long black hair that cascaded down her back, and creamy brown skin that glowed in the moonlight. Her curves were generous and inviting, and she moved with a grace that spoke of confidence and sensuality.
She was surprised when she heard a rustling behind her, and turned to see a man approaching her. He was tall and lean, with a ruggedly handsome face and piercing green eyes. He wore a suit and tie, but the top button of his shirt was undone, giving him a rakish air.
“I hope I’m not disturbing you,” he said, his voice smooth and deep.
“Not at all,” she replied, her own voice low and sultry. “I was just enjoying the view.”
He moved closer, until he was standing just a few inches away from her. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and her heart began to race.
“The view is certainly breathtaking,” he said, his gaze fixed on her.
She turned to face him, her eyes locked with his. She could feel the chemistry between them, like an electric current that was building with every passing moment.
He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She leaned into him, her body pressing against his.
“I want you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He didn’t need any further encouragement. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she moaned with desire.
He kissed her then, a deep, passionate kiss that made her head spin. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting her sweetness. She responded eagerly, her own tongue dancing with his.
He broke the kiss, his lips moving to her neck. He nibbled and licked, his stubble scratching her skin in the most delicious way. She tilted her head back, giving him better access.
His hands moved to her breasts, cupping them gently. He teased her nipples, pinching and twisting them until they were hard and sensitive. She moaned, her body writhing with pleasure.
He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to a nearby bench, laying her down gently.
He knelt between her legs, his eyes fixed on her pussy. It was wet and ready for him, and he licked his lips in anticipation.
He leaned down and licked her, a long, slow stroke that made her gasp. He teased her clit, flicking it with his tongue until she was begging for more.
He plunged his tongue into her, fucking her with it. She moaned, her hips bucking against his face. He sucked and licked, his fingers joining in the action.
She came hard, her orgasm ripping through her body. She screamed his name, her voice echoing through the night.
He didn’t give her time to recover. He stood up and unzipped his pants, his hard cock springing free.
He entered her in one swift stroke, filling her completely. She gasped, her body adjusting to his size.
He began to move, thrusting in and out of her. She met him stroke for stroke, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
He reached down and teased her clit again, sending her over the edge. She came again, her orgasm stronger than the first.
He followed her, his cock pulsing inside her. She could feel his warmth filling her, and she moaned with satisfaction.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined. The moon cast a soft glow over them, and the city lights twinkled in the distance.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Yes, it was,” he replied, his voice filled with satisfaction.
They got dressed, their bodies still humming with pleasure.
As they left the garden, they knew that this was just the beginning of their story. The night was still young, and there were many more pleasures to explore.
