In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with her back facing the door. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, the ends gently brushing against her bare skin. She was completely nude, her curves accentuated by the soft glow of the lamps. Her Indian heritage was evident in her caramel-colored skin and the curves that hugged her body. She was the epitome of a goddess, and she knew it.
Ravi had been eyeing her since he first saw her at the bar. He was a tall, handsome man with a muscular build that made her heart race. She had felt his gaze on her all night, and when he finally approached her, she knew that she wanted him.
He led her to his bedroom, his hands resting on the small of her back. She could feel the warmth of his touch, sending shivers down her spine. As they entered the room, she turned to face him, her eyes locked onto his. He pulled her close, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss.
His hands began to explore her body, caressing her breasts and nipples, causing her to moan with pleasure. She could feel his erection pressing against her, and she knew that she wanted him inside of her.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck and onto her shoulders. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. His tongue darted out, licking her earlobes and sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
She reached down, her hands finding his cock through his pants. She stroked him gently, feeling him grow harder in her hand. He groaned with pleasure, his hands gripping her hips tighter.
