The full moon illuminated the room, casting a soft glow on the figure lying on the bed. She was a woman of color, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of ink. Her curves were generous and luscious, a testament to her Indian heritage. She was nude, her smooth skin glowing in the moonlight.
He watched her from the doorway, his heart pounding in his chest. He had wanted her from the moment they met, her beauty and strength drawing him in like a moth to a flame. He had been patient, waiting for the right moment to make his move. And now, here she was, lying on his bed, her eyes closed in sleep.
He approached her slowly, not wanting to wake her. He wanted to watch her, to take in every inch of her body. He reached out and touched her hair, marveling at its softness. She stirred, but did not wake. He traced a line down her spine, watching as goosebumps rose on her skin. She moaned softly, her body arching into his touch.
He could wait no longer. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself behind her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. She melted into him, her body fitting perfectly against his. He kissed her neck, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin. She moaned again, her body trembling with desire.
He moved his hands down her body, cupping her breasts. He squeezed gently, rolling her nipples between his fingers. She gasped, her body arching into his touch. He pinched her nipples, pulling them gently. She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.
He moved his hands down her body, tracing a path to her wetness. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her heat. She was ready for him, her body wet and eager. He added a second finger, stretching her. She moaned, her body moving in time with his fingers.
He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock hard and ready. He pushed inside her, feeling her tightness. She gasped, her body tensing. He stilled, giving her time to adjust. She relaxed, her body opening up for him. He began to move, slowly at first, then faster. She moaned, her body moving in time with his.
He reached around, finding her clit. He rubbed gently, feeling her pleasure build. She cried out, her body trembling. He rubbed harder, feeling her climax approach. She screamed, her body convulsing. He continued to rub, drawing out her pleasure.
He felt his own climax approach, his balls tightening. He pushed deeper, his cock throbbing. He came, filling her with his seed. She moaned, her body still trembling.
He collapsed beside her, his body spent. She turned to him, her eyes shining in the moonlight. She smiled, her lips curving into a satisfied smile.
“Again,” she whispered.
He smiled, his heart swelling with love.
“Again,” he whispered back.
And they did, over and over again, until the dawn broke and the sun rose in the sky.
