In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood, her silhouette framed in the window. The curve of her hips, the dip of her waist, and the swell of her breasts were all on display in the soft glow of the moon. Her skin, a rich shade of brown, glowed in the darkness, and her long, thick hair cascaded down her back in soft waves. She was a vision of beauty, an Indian babe in all her glory.
He watched her from across the room, his heart pounding in his chest. He had wanted her from the moment they met, and now, here she was, in his home, in his bedroom. He took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving her, and stepped towards her.
She turned to face him as he approached, her dark eyes meeting his. A small smile played on her lips as she reached out and traced a finger down his chest. He shuddered at her touch, his desire for her growing stronger with each passing moment.
Without a word, she took his hand and led him to the bed. She sat down, her legs crossed, and looked up at him with an inviting gaze. He knelt down before her, his hands on her knees, and looked into her eyes.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, tender kiss. She responded, her arms wrapping around his neck as she deepened the kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring one another’s mouths as they lost themselves in the moment.
He trailed kisses down her neck, nipping at her earlobe as he went. She shivered, her breath hitching in her throat as he made his way to her breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her nipples as he teased her. She moaned, her back arching as she offered herself to him.
He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She cried out, her fingers threading through his hair as she held him to her. He switched to the other, giving it the same treatment as she writhed beneath him.
He moved lower, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He knelt between her legs, his hands on her thighs as he looked up at her. She stared down at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire.
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her. She gasped, her back arching as he explored her folds. He sucked and nibbled, his fingers teasing her entrance as he drove her wild.
She was wet, ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him. She moaned, her hips bucking as he added a second finger. He curled them, finding that spot inside her that made her cry out.
He moved up, his cock poised at her entrance. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. He thrust into her, filling her completely. She gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move.
He set a steady rhythm, his hips pistoning as he drove into her. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. She moaned, her head thrown back as she lost herself in the pleasure.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, feeling her muscles clench around him as she approached her peak. She cried out, her body shaking as she came.
He followed her over the edge, his own release taking him by surprise. He collapsed on top of her, his heart pounding in his chest as they both struggled to catch their breath.
They lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, as their breathing slowed. He looked down at her, his heart swelling with love and desire. She looked up at him, a small smile playing on her lips.
They didn’t need words. They had said everything they needed to say with their bodies. And as they lay there, in the shadow of the moon, they knew that this was just the beginning of their story.
