In the stillness of the night, a woman with thick black hair and caramel skin lay alone in her bed. Her name was Priya, an Indian beauty with a back view that could make any man’s heart race. Her raven locks cascaded down her shoulders and her toned back was a testament to her dedication to yoga and meditation.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. She wrapped a silk robe around her and opened the door to find Arjun, a tall and muscular man with chiseled features and piercing dark eyes. A slow smile spread across his face as he took in the sight of her.
“I couldn’t sleep,” he admitted, his voice low and husky.
Priya’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at him, desire pooling in her belly. She stepped aside, inviting him in. He crossed the room, closing the distance between them in two long strides. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her close as his lips crashed down on hers.
Their kiss was hungry, desperate. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves and igniting a fire within her. She responded in kind, her fingers tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss.
Arjun’s hands slid beneath the silk robe, touching her bare skin. His fingers traced the curve of her waist, then moved up to cup her breasts. She gasped as he pinched her nipples, her body arching towards him.
He picked her up, laying her down on the bed. He knelt between her legs, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at her. His hands slid up her thighs, pushing the robe aside. He leaned down, his breath hot against her skin as he kissed a path from her knee to her inner thigh.
Priya moaned as he nibbled and licked her skin, her hips bucking as he got closer to her core. He smiled against her skin, then his tongue was on her, licking and sucking her clit. She cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him to her.
He slid a finger inside her, then two, curling them to hit her G-spot. She moaned, her body trembling as pleasure washed over her. He continued to lick and finger her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
Finally, she came, her body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. He climbed up her body, his cock hard and ready. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer as he entered her.
He started to thrust, slow and deep. She moaned, her fingers digging into his back as he filled her. He increased his pace, his hips slapping against hers as he drove deeper and harder.
She could feel another orgasm building, her body tensing as he fucked her. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit again. He rubbed her, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts.
She came again, her body shaking as pleasure consumed her. He followed her over the edge, his cock twitching as he came inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his breathing heavy and ragged.
They lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, as their racing hearts slowed. He looked at her, his eyes soft and full of affection.
“I love you,” he whispered.
She smiled, her fingers tracing his jaw. “I love you too.”
They fell asleep, their bodies still tangled together, their dreams filled with whispers of love and passion.
