The full moon cast its silvery glow upon the room, illuminating every corner in a soft, ethereal light. It was the perfect setting for a night of passion and desire.
Lying on the bed, her back facing the door, was a stunning Indian woman. Her thick, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, shimmering in the moonlight. Her flawless, caramel-colored skin was smooth and unblemished, and her curves were luscious and inviting. She was the epitome of feminine beauty and grace.
He stood in the doorway, watching her for a moment, taking in her beauty and feeling his heart race with anticipation. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come.
He approached her slowly, his footsteps quiet on the plush carpet. He reached out, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She smiled when she saw him, her full, red lips parting in a seductive grin.
“You came,” she whispered, her voice husky and low.
“I couldn’t stay away,” he replied, his voice thick with desire.
He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers in a deep, passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to tangle with his. They kissed for what felt like an eternity, their bodies pressed close, their hands exploring each other’s curves and planes.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at her delicate skin. She moaned, her head falling back to give him better access. He continued his descent, his lips finding her breasts, his tongue swirling around her hard, pink nipples. She arched her back, her fingers threading through his hair as she held him close.
He continued to tease and tantalize her, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of her body. She was writhing and moaning beneath him, her hips grinding against him as she begged for more. He smiled against her skin, knowing that he had her right where he wanted her.
He moved lower, his lips finding the soft, wet folds of her pussy. She gasped as he began to lick and suck at her clit, her fingers tightening in his hair as she held him in place. He continued to pleasure her, his tongue delving deeper into her pussy as he tasted her sweet, musky juices.
She was close, her hips bucking and her moans growing louder. He could feel her muscles clenching around his fingers as she came, her juices flowing freely. He continued to lick and suck at her, drawing out every last drop of pleasure.
When she was spent, he moved up her body, his cock hard and throbbing. She reached down, wrapping her hand around his shaft and guiding him inside her. He groaned as he entered her, her pussy hot and wet and tight around him.
He began to move, his hips thrusting in time with hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.
He could feel himself close to the edge, his balls tightening as he prepared to come. She could see the look on his face, knew that he was close. She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, and began to rub.
They came together, their bodies shuddering and writhing as they reached the peak of their pleasure. He collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged and his heart racing. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as they both came down from their high.
They lay there for a while, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. They whispered words of love and longing, their voices soft and low in the night.
And as the moon continued to shine down on them, they knew that this was a moment that they would never forget.
