In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the full-length mirror, her raven black hair cascading down her back in soft waves. She was completely nude, her curves on full display. Her thick back and voluptuous figure were intoxicating, a true Indian beauty. She traced her fingers over the curves of her hips, her full breasts, feeling the heat rise in her body. She wanted him, and she knew he wanted her just as badly.
She heard the door creak open, the sound of his footsteps as he approached her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his lips finding the nape of her neck. She sighed with pleasure as he nibbled and licked her sensitive skin, his hands caressing her body. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she pressed back, grinding her hips against him.
He spun her around to face him, his eyes dark with desire. She reached up, pulling his head down to meet her lips. Their kiss was deep and passionate, their tongues dancing together. He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body on fire.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, over her collarbone. He knelt before her, his lips finding her nipples. He sucked and bit at them, his hands gripping her hips. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. She could feel the wetness between her legs, her body begging for more.
He obliged, his lips trailing down her stomach, over her hips. He spread her legs, his tongue finding her wetness. She gasped as he licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers entering her. She could feel herself building, her body on the edge. He quickened his pace, his fingers curling inside her. She cried out, her body shaking as she came.
He stood, his lips finding hers once again. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only fueled her desire. She reached down, gripping his hardness in her hand. She stroked him, feeling him grow harder. He broke the kiss, his lips finding her ear.
“Do you want me?” He whispered.
“Yes,” she gasped, her body still trembling from her orgasm.
He lifted her, his cock finding her entrance. He thrust inside her, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. She could feel herself building again, her body ready for another release.
He quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming harder. She could feel him swelling inside her, his release imminent. She urged him on, her body begging for more. He cried out, his body shaking as he came. She could feel him filling her, her own release following shortly after.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies spent. She traced her fingers over his chest, her mind still reeling from the intensity of their lovemaking. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. She could feel his heart beating against her chest, their bodies still joined.
They lay there in silence, their bodies entwined. The only sound in the room was their heavy breathing, their hearts beating in time. She knew this was just the beginning, their desire for each other far from sated. She smiled, her mind already planning their next encounter. The dance of desire was far from over.
