In the dimly lit room, a woman with thick, black hair stood facing away from the door, her silhouette framed by the warm glow of a single lamp. She was nude, her curves and shadows painting a tantalizing picture. An Indian woman, her heritage evident in the curves of her hips and the dark skin that glowed in the low light. An Indian babe, she was the epitome of exotic allure.
He watched her from the doorway, his eyes taking in every inch of her exposed flesh as his heart raced in anticipation. He had been yearning for this moment, for her, for weeks now. And now that it was finally here, he could hardly believe it.
He crossed the room, each step measured and deliberate. He wanted to savor this moment, to make it last. He stopped behind her, close enough to feel the warmth radiating off her skin, but not close enough to touch. Not yet.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against the curve of her shoulder, feeling her shiver under his touch. He trailed kisses down her back, his hands exploring the softness of her skin as she arched into his touch. He reached her ass, cupping it in his hands as he nibbled on her earlobe.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.
She turned to face him, her eyes shining with desire. She reached for him, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles as she pulled him closer. He pressed against her, his hardness evident even through the fabric of his pants.
She kissed him, her tongue exploring his mouth as he groaned in pleasure. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. He could feel her heart racing, matching his own.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck as he made his way to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling as she moaned in pleasure. He switched to the other, giving it the same attention as she ran her fingers through his hair.
He knelt before her, his eyes locked on hers as he kissed his way down her stomach. He reached her navel, circling it with his tongue as she gasped in pleasure. He continued down, his lips brushing against her mound as she shivered in anticipation.
He looked up at her, his eyes shining with desire. “May I?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded, her eyes closing in pleasure as he leaned in. He licked her, his tongue tracing the length of her slit as she moaned. He circled her clit, feeling it harden under his touch as she gasped. He sucked on it, his fingers exploring her wet folds as she cried out in pleasure.
He stood, his eyes locked on hers as he undid his pants. He let them fall to the ground, his hard cock springing free. She reached for it, her fingers wrapping around its length as she stroked him. He groaned, his head falling back in pleasure.
She guided him to her entrance, her eyes shining with desire as she looked up at him. He pushed into her, feeling her heat surround him as she gasped. He started to move, his hips thrusting as she moaned.
He reached for her, his fingers finding her clit as he rubbed it. She cried out, her orgasm building as he continued to thrust. He could feel his own release building, his balls tightening as he fucked her harder.
He came, his cum filling her as she cried out. He collapsed on top of her, his heart racing as he caught his breath. She wrapped her arms around him, her fingers tracing circles on his back as they both came down from their high.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath. He looked at her, his eyes shining with affection. “I love you,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
She smiled, her eyes shining with love. “I love you too,” she whispered back.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. It was a moment they would cherish forever. A moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure. A moment of love and connection. A moment that they would remember for the rest of their lives.
