The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. In a quiet apartment, a woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her silhouette framed by the darkness outside. She was a stunning Indian beauty, her black hair cascading down her back in soft waves, her curves full and inviting. She was completely naked, her smooth skin glowing in the moonlight.
He watched her from the shadows, his eyes taking in every inch of her luscious body. He had been admiring her from afar for weeks, but tonight was the night he would make his move. He stepped forward, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet.
“You are beautiful,” he whispered, his voice low and husky.
She turned to face him, her eyes widening in surprise. But then, she smiled, a slow, seductive smile that made his heart race.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice soft and inviting.
He closed the distance between them, his hands reaching out to touch her. She leaned into him, her body molding to his. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the electricity that sparked between them.
His lips found hers, and he kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned, her hands running over his body, her fingers tracing the muscles of his chest. He could feel her nipples harden under his touch, and he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling and licking her earlobes. She gasped, her head falling back as he continued his assault on her senses. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples. She cried out, her hips grinding against him.
He moved lower, his lips finding her nipples, sucking and biting them gently. She moaned, her hands tangled in his hair, holding him to her. He could feel her wetness seeping through his pants, and he knew she was ready for him.
He knelt before her, his hands running over her curves, his fingers tracing the lines of her body. He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers, and he saw the desire burning in them. He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to taste her.
She cried out, her hands gripping his shoulders as he licked and sucked her clit. He could feel her muscles tightening, her hips bucking against him as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. And then, she came, her moans echoing through the room as he drank in her juices.
He stood, his lips glistening with her wetness. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded, her lips swollen from his kisses. He reached down, his fingers finding her entrance, slick with her juices. He slid a finger inside her, then two, feeling her muscles clench around him.
“Please,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He removed his fingers, his cock springing free. He positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locked on hers. And then, he thrust inside her, filling her completely.
She cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move. He fucked her hard, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body. She met him thrust for thrust, her hips grinding against his.
He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he approached the edge. And then, he came, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his seed.
They collapsed onto the floor, their bodies slick with sweat, their breathing labored. He looked at her, his eyes filled with admiration and desire.
“You are amazing,” he whispered, his fingers tracing her lips.
She smiled, her eyes shining with happiness.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” she said, her voice soft and dreamy.
He pulled her close, his arms wrapped around her as they lay on the floor, the moonlight bathing their bodies in a soft glow. And as they drifted off to sleep, he knew that he had found something special, something that he would never let go.
