The full moon cast a soft glow on the swaying palm trees outside the beach house. Inside, the air was thick with anticipation. Shalini, a stunning Indian woman with jet black hair and curves in all the right places, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the moonlight illuminating her caramel skin. She wore nothing but a seductive smile as she watched the waves crashing against the shore.
Nirav, a tall and handsome man with piercing dark eyes, entered the room. He had been out on the balcony, smoking a cigarette and contemplating the night. Seeing Shalini standing there, her silhouette framed by the moonlight, had stirred something primal within him. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving her body.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. Shalini shivered, goosebumps rising on her arms. She turned to face him, her eyes shining with desire.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she whispered, her voice husky with longing.
Nirav didn’t need any more invitation. He wrapped his arms around Shalini, pulling her close. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. Nirav’s hands roamed over Shalini’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Shalini moaned, arching her back as she pressed herself against him.
Nirav’s fingers trailed down Shalini’s body, finding her wet and ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him. Shalini gasped, her hips bucking against his hand.
“More,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper.
Nirav didn’t disappoint. He added a second finger, stretching her wide as he thrust them in and out. Shalini’s moans grew louder, her breathing ragged.
“Now,” she demanded, her voice trembling with need.
