In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with her back facing the door. The soft glow from the lone lamp in the corner casted long shadows, outlining her silhouette. She was nude, her black hair cascading down her shoulders, stopping just above the curve of her thick hips. An Indian babe, exotic and alluring, waiting in the shadows.
He watched her from the doorway, his breath hitching in his throat. He had wanted her since the first moment he saw her, her dark eyes holding a promise of passion and pleasure. Stepping into the room, he closed the door behind him, the click echoing in the silence.
She turned her head, her gaze meeting his. A small smile played on her lips as she saw him, her eyes filled with desire. She moved towards him, her hips swaying rhythmically, a seductive dance that made his heart race.
“You came,” she whispered, her voice husky and low. Her fingers traced a path down his chest, stopping just above his belt. “I was hoping you would.”
He swallowed hard, his hands reaching out to touch her, to feel the softness of her skin. But she stepped back, her smile growing wider as she shook her head.
“Not yet,” she murmured, her fingers working on the knot of his tie. “First, let me show you how much I’ve been waiting for you.”
Her lips found his, her kiss soft and lingering. Her tongue danced with his, their breaths mingling in the quiet room. She pulled away, her lips trailing down his neck, her teeth nibbling gently on his earlobe.
He moaned, his hands reaching for her, but she stepped back again, her fingers working on the buttons of his shirt. She pushed it off his shoulders, her lips finding his chest, her tongue tracing a path down to his navel.
His breath hitched as she knelt before him, her fingers working on his belt. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire, as she pulled his pants down, freeing his hard cock.
She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to taste him. He groaned, his hands reaching for her, but she pushed them away, her fingers wrapping around his cock, her mouth enveloping him.
He moaned, his head falling back as she sucked him, her fingers stroking his base. He was close, so close, but he didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted to be inside her, to feel her warmth, to hear her moans.
He pulled away, his hands reaching for her, lifting her up. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. He knelt between her legs, his fingers tracing a path up her thighs, stopping just before her wet pussy.
She moaned, her hips bucking up, begging for more. He smiled, his fingers sliding into her, her wetness coating his fingers. He leaned down, his lips finding hers, his tongue dancing with hers.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth nibbling gently on her earlobe. He moved down, his lips finding her nipples, his tongue swirling around them. She moaned, her fingers reaching for his hair, pulling him closer.
He moved down further, his lips finding her pussy, his tongue darting out to taste her. She moaned, her hips bucking up, begging for more. He smiled, his tongue delving deeper, his fingers stroking her clit.
She was close, so close. He could feel her muscles tightening around his fingers, her moans growing louder. He moved faster, his tongue swirling around her clit, his fingers stroking her.
She cummed, her moans filling the room, her body shaking. He moved up, his cock sliding into her, her wetness coating him. He moved slowly, his hips rocking back and forth, his lips finding hers.
She moaned, her hips meeting his, her fingers reaching for his back. He moved faster, his hips pounding into hers, his breaths growing harsher. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening.
He cummed, his moans filling the room, his body shaking. He collapsed on top of her, his breaths mingling with hers. He rolled off, pulling her close, her head resting on his chest.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowing. The room was silent, save for the sound of their heartbeats. He looked down at her, his fingers tracing a path down her arm.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” he whispered, his lips finding hers. And he knew, he would wait again, for her, for their next whispers in the shadow.
