In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair as dark as the night sky stood in front of the full-length mirror. She was completely nude, her silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the lone table lamp. Her skin was a rich, golden brown, a testament to her Indian heritage. She ran her fingers through her thick, wavy hair, letting it cascade down her bare back.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. A soft, warm breath tickled her ear as a deep, masculine voice whispered, “You are so beautiful, my love.” She turned around to face him, her eyes sparkling with desire. He was a tall, handsome man with a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. His toned body was a stark contrast to her curves, but they fit together perfectly.
He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, caressing her curves and making her heart race. She responded eagerly, meeting his tongue with hers in a dance as old as time.
Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. He nibbled on her earlobe, making her gasp. His hands continued their exploration, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She arched her back, pressing her body closer to his.
His fingers found her wet, eager opening. He slipped a finger inside her, making her moan. He added a second finger, stretching her and preparing her for what was to come. She was dripping wet, her body ready for him.
He spun her around, bending her over the edge of the bed. He positioned himself behind her, his hard cock pressing against her entrance. He paused, teasing her. She pushed back, trying to take him inside her. He slapped her ass, making her yelp. “Patience, my love,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire.
Finally, he thrust inside her, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into the bedsheets. He started slow, setting a steady rhythm. He reached around, finding her clit and rubbing it in circles. She was moaning loudly, her body shaking with pleasure.
He increased his pace, pounding into her harder and harder. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together. She was close, so close. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
With a final thrust, she came apart, her orgasm washing over her in waves. He followed soon after, filling her with his seed. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. “I love you,” he murmured, his voice soft and tender.
“I love you too,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The night was still young, and they had all the time in the world to explore each other’s bodies. But for now, they were content to simply hold each other, their love as strong as ever.
