In the dimly lit room, a woman with thick, raven-black hair stood before an ornate mirror, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she traced the curve of her own body. She was an Indian beauty, her caramel skin glowing in the soft light, her curves full and voluptuous. She was naked, her form bared for her own pleasure, and her back was to the door.
Behind her, a man entered the room, his eyes locked on the woman’s reflection. He was tall, with dark hair and a muscular build, and he moved with a predator’s grace. He closed the door behind him, his gaze never leaving the woman in the mirror.
She must have sensed his presence, for she opened her eyes and met his gaze in the mirror. She smiled, a slow, seductive smile, and turned to face him. She took a step towards him, her body swaying with a grace that was almost hypnotic.
He reached out, his hand brushing against her cheek, and she leaned into his touch. He traced a line down her neck, his fingers lingering on the pulse point, before continuing down to her breast. He cupped it, his thumb brushing against her nipple, feeling it harden under his touch.
She moaned, her head falling back, and he took advantage of the moment to kiss her neck, his lips brushing against her skin. She shivered, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer.
He kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a passionate embrace. His tongue darted out, tracing her bottom lip, before delving into her mouth. She met his tongue with her own, their kiss growing more urgent as their bodies pressed together.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth nibbling at her earlobe. She gasped, her hands reaching down to grip his arms, her nails digging into his skin. He smiled against her skin, his lips curving in a satisfied smile.
He moved lower, his lips brushing against her collarbone, before continuing down to her breast. He took one nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, before biting down gently. She cried out, her back arching as she pressed herself against him.
He moved lower still, his lips brushing against her stomach, before reaching her navel. He swirled his tongue around it, before continuing down to the apex of her thighs. She spread her legs, her hands reaching down to grip his hair as he kissed her inner thigh.
He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers, before he dove between her legs. He licked her, his tongue tracing her slit, before delving inside. She cried out, her hips bucking as he fucked her with his tongue.
He added a finger, his finger joining his tongue as he stretched her. She was wet, her body ready for him, and he added a second finger. She moaned, her hands reaching down to grip his shoulders as he fucked her with his fingers.
He curled his fingers, hitting her g-spot, and she cried out, her body shaking as she came. He didn’t stop, his fingers continuing to move as she rode out her orgasm.
Finally, she pushed him away, her breath coming in gasps. He stood, his cock hard and ready, and she reached out, her hand wrapping around it. She stroked him, her hand moving up and down his shaft, before guiding him inside her.
He groaned as he entered her, her body tight and hot around him. He started to move, his hips thrusting as he fucked her. She moaned, her head falling back as she met his thrusts.
He reached down, his hand brushing against her clit, and she cried out, her hips bucking as he rubbed her. She was close, her body trembling as she approached her orgasm.
He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he drove into her. She moaned, her hands reaching up to grip the sheets as she came, her body shaking as she screamed his name.
He followed her, his cock twitching as he came, filling her with his seed. He collapsed on top of her, his breathing heavy as he caught his breath.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath. Finally, he pulled out, his cock slipping out of her with a wet sound.
She stood, her body glowing in the soft light, as she walked towards the bathroom. He watched her go, his eyes following her as she disappeared from sight.
He sighed, a satisfied sigh, as he lay back on the bed. He knew he would sleep well tonight, with the memory of their lovemaking fresh in his mind.
