In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and caramel-colored skin stood facing away from the door. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure casting a shadow on the wall behind her. Her long, thick hair cascaded down her back, framing her curvaceous figure. She was the epitome of an Indian babe – exotic, alluring, and irresistible.
He watched her from the doorway, his eyes taking in every inch of her luscious body. He had been wanting her for what felt like an eternity, and now, finally, she was his. He stepped closer, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. She didn’t turn around, but he could see the goosebumps forming on her skin as she sensed his presence.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. She gasped as she felt his hardness pressing against her, her body responding instantly. He nuzzled her neck, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
She moaned softly, her head falling back onto his shoulder. He took advantage of the invitation, his lips traveling down her neck, tasting her sweet skin. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples. She arched her back, pressing herself against him.
He spun her around, his eyes devouring her. He lowered his head, taking a nipple into his mouth. She cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as he sucked and bit. He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention.
His hands traveled down her body, tracing the curve of her hips before settling on her ass. He squeezed, pulling her closer. She wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding herself against him.
