In the quiet of the night, a woman with thick black hair let her fingers trace the curves of her body. Her name was Priya, an Indian beauty with a grace that could silence a room. Naked, she stood in front of the window, the moonlight illuminating her figure. The cool breeze played with the strands of her hair, cascading down her back like a silken waterfall.
She was lost in the thought of him, Aarav, a man she had met just a few days ago. He was a tall, muscular man with a smile that could melt ice. His eyes danced with mischief and his voice was like a soothing melody. She could still feel his touch on her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
A soft knock on the door brought her back to reality. She wrapped a silk robe around her and opened the door to find Aarav, his eyes filled with desire. Without a word, he pulled her into a kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth. His hands roamed her body, igniting a fire within her.
They stumbled towards the bed, their lips never breaking contact. He gently pushed her down, his body covering hers. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples. She arched her back, moaning as he took one into his mouth, sucking and nibbling.
He trailed kisses down her body, his lips finding her navel. His tongue dipped in, eliciting a gasp from her. He continued down, his lips finding the apex of her thighs. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire. She nodded, her breath hitching as he parted her lips and his tongue found her clit.
He licked and sucked, his fingers finding their way inside her. She was wet, her body begging for more. He added another finger, curling them to hit her G-spot. She screamed, her orgasm ripping through her.
He moved up, his cock pressing against her entrance. He looked at her, seeking permission. She nodded, her legs wrapping around his waist. He pushed inside her, filling her completely. He started to move, his pace increasing.
She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed in circles, sending her over the edge. She screamed his name, her orgasm pulsing around his cock.
He followed her, his release filling her. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there, their hearts beating in sync.
“I love you,” he whispered, his lips finding hers.
“I love you too,” she whispered back, her fingers tracing the curves of his back.
As they lay there, the moonlight casting shadows on their bodies, they knew that this was just the beginning.
