The moonlight streamed in through the open window, casting a soft glow on the bed where Layla lay. She was a stunning Indian woman with thick, black hair that cascaded down her back, and a curvaceous figure that was impossible to ignore. Her dark eyes sparkled with mischief as she heard the soft footsteps approaching the bedroom.
Raj, her lover of many years, had always had a thing for Layla’s curves. He loved the way her hips swayed when she walked, the way her breasts bounced when she laughed, and the way her thick hair felt in his hands. Tonight, he was determined to show her just how much he desired her.
He entered the room quietly, not wanting to startle her. Layla turned her head, her eyes meeting his in the dim light. She smiled softly, inviting him closer. Raj didn’t need any more encouragement. He crossed the room in a single stride, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to her.
Their eyes locked, and Raj could feel the heat building between them. He leaned in, brushing his lips against hers in a gentle kiss. Layla responded eagerly, parting her lips to allow his tongue to explore her mouth.
Their kiss grew more passionate, and soon their hands were wandering over each other’s bodies. Layla’s fingers traced the muscles of Raj’s chest, while his hands explored the curves of her hips and thighs.
Raj broke their kiss, trailing his lips down Layla’s neck and onto her shoulder. She shivered with pleasure as his lips found her sensitive spots, his teeth gently nibbling on her earlobe.
Layla arched her back, moaning softly as Raj’s hands found her breasts. He cupped them gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. She gasped as he pinched them lightly, her body writhing with pleasure.
Raj continued to explore Layla’s body, his hands wandering down to her hips, and then lower. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down slowly. Layla lifted her hips, helping him to remove them completely.
Raj’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Layla’s naked body. She was even more beautiful than he remembered, her curves begging to be touched and explored.
He leaned in, kissing her again as his hands explored her body. Layla moaned, her hips bucking as his fingers found her wet and ready.
Raj began to massage her clit, his fingers moving in slow circles. Layla’s breathing grew ragged, her body trembling with pleasure.
“Yes, yes, oh god, yes,” she moaned, her fingers tangling in Raj’s hair as he continued to pleasure her.
Raj could feel Layla’s muscles clenching around his fingers, her body tensing as she reached her peak. With a final thrust of his fingers, Layla came undone, her body shaking with pleasure.
Raj withdrew his fingers, licking them clean. Layla watched him, her eyes dark with desire.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Raj didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself between Layla’s legs, his cock hard and ready.
He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her wet warmth surrounding him. Layla moaned, her nails digging into Raj’s back as he began to thrust.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps filling the room. Raj could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he held back, wanting to make this moment last as long as possible.
Layla’s breathing grew ragged, her body trembling with pleasure. With one final thrust, Raj sent her over the edge. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves.
Raj couldn’t hold back any longer. With a final, powerful thrust, he came inside her, his body shuddering with pleasure.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts pounding in sync. Layla looked up at Raj, her eyes shining with love and desire.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you too,” Raj replied, his fingers tracing patterns on Layla’s skin.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, the moonlight casting a soft glow on their naked skin. This was perfection, and they both knew it.
