The full moon cast its silvery glow upon the room, illuminating the curves and contours of the woman standing before the floor-length window. Her silhouette was framed by the inky darkness outside, her nude body a stark contrast against the blackness. She ran her fingers through her long, black hair, letting it cascade down her back in a thick, lustrous waterfall.
He watched her from the bed, his eyes roving over her body, taking in the fullness of her hips, the curve of her waist, and the roundness of her buttocks. His cock stirred in response, growing hard as he imagined running his hands over her soft, smooth skin.
She turned to face him, her eyes gleaming with desire as she saw the effect she had on him. Slowly, she began to move towards him, her hips swaying seductively as she approached. He could see the dampness glistening on her inner thighs, and he knew she was ready for him.
She climbed onto the bed, straddling him as she leaned down to kiss him. Their lips met in a passionate embrace, their tongues dancing together as they tasted each other. She ground her hips against him, feeling his hard cock pressing against her wetness.
He reached up to cup her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her hard nipples. She moaned into his mouth, arching her back as he pinched and twisted her sensitive flesh. His other hand snaked down between their bodies, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow circles.
She broke the kiss, throwing her head back as she rode his fingers. He could see the pleasure written all over her face, her eyes closed and her lips parted in a silent scream. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls clenching around him.
She began to move faster, grinding against his hand as she sought her release. He added another finger, stretching her wide as he fucked her with his hand. She was so close, so fucking close.
And then she came, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. She cried out, her voice echoing through the room as she trembled in his arms. He held her close, whispering sweet nothings in her ear as she came down from her high.
But he wasn’t done with her yet. He flipped her over, pinning her down on the bed as he positioned himself between her legs. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire as she spread her legs wide.
He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy surrounding his cock. She gasped as he filled her, her nails digging into his back as he began to move.
He fucked her hard and deep, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her as she begged for more.
He gave it to her, fucking her with everything he had. She screamed his name, her voice mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together.
And then she came again, her pussy clenching around his cock as she milked him dry. He collapsed on top of her, his body spent and his mind blown.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath. The moon had moved on, leaving the room in darkness. But they didn’t need light to see each other, to feel each other.
They had each other, and that was all that mattered.
