In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood with her back facing the door. She was nude, her voluptuous figure casting a shadow on the wall behind her. The air was thick with anticipation as she ran her fingers through her hair, letting it cascade down her shoulders.
Ravi, a young man with a chiseled jawline and piercing eyes, entered the room. He had been waiting for this moment all night. His gaze fixated on the Indian beauty, he felt his heart race as he approached her.
“You’re stunning,” he whispered, his breath hot on her neck. She shivered, turning her head to meet his gaze. Their eyes locked, and she smiled, her full lips curling up in a seductive grin.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. His hands explored her body, tracing the curves of her hips and the swell of her breasts. She let out a soft moan as he nibbled on her earlobe, her breath hitching as his fingers found her nipples.
He teased her, circling her erect nipples with his thumb and forefinger, before pinching them gently. She gasped, arching her back against him. His other hand snaked down her stomach, finding its way to her wetness.
He slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her warmth envelop him. She was ready for him, but he wasn’t done yet. He added a second finger, thrusting them in and out, mimicking the motion he would soon be making with his cock.
She was panting now, her body trembling with desire. “Please,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. He withdrew his fingers, licking them clean, savoring her taste.
He spun her around, lifting her up and placing her on the bed. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock.
She whimpered, bucking her hips, trying to get him to enter her. He smiled, relishing in the power he had over her. He slammed into her, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into his back.
He set a punishing rhythm, thrusting into her again and again. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in a symphony of pleasure.
He reached down, rubbing her clit in circles. She screamed, her orgasm washing over her like a wave. He continued to thrust, drawing out her pleasure until he too reached his peak.
He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him close. They lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice soft and sweet.
“I love you too,” he replied, his voice filled with emotion.
And with that, they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms.
