In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation. The woman, with her raven-black hair cascading down her back, stood by the window, her silhouette barely visible through the sheer curtains. She was a vision of beauty, her caramel skin glowing in the faint light, her curves accentuated by the delicate fabric of her saree.
He watched her from across the room, his eyes taking in every inch of her. He had been drawn to her since the moment they met, her fiery spirit and confident demeanor a refreshing change from the women he was used to. He had wanted her from the start, but he knew he had to tread carefully. She was not a woman to be swayed by mere words or charm.
He approached her slowly, his movements silent. He came up behind her, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her body, but not close enough to touch. He could see the rhythm of her breath, the gentle rise and fall of her chest. He could hear the soft whisper of her breath, could see the goosebumps forming on her arms.
He reached out, his fingers gently tracing the curve of her shoulder. She tensed at his touch, but did not pull away. He took it as an invitation, his hand moving up to caress her neck, his thumb gently stroking her earlobe. She leaned into his touch, her head resting against his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. He could feel her heart beating in sync with his, could feel the heat building between them. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear.
“You are beautiful,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
She turned to face him, her eyes shining with desire. She reached up, her fingers tangled in his hair as she pulled him down for a kiss. It was a kiss filled with passion and longing, a kiss that spoke of desires yet to be fulfilled.
He deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over her body. He could feel the heat building between them, could feel her body molding to his. He pulled away, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth gently nibbling on her earlobe.
She moaned, her body arching towards him. He could feel her hands on his chest, could feel her nails digging into his skin. He moved lower, his lips tracing a path down her chest. He could feel her heart beating faster, could hear her breath hitch.
He reached the edge of her saree, his fingers gently lifting the fabric. He could see the outline of her body, could see the curves that had captivated him since the start. He moved lower, his lips brushing against her skin.
She gasped as he reached her breasts, his lips wrapping around her nipple. He could feel her body trembling, could hear her moans echoing in the room. He moved to the other breast, his tongue swirling around the nipple.
She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. She could feel the heat building inside her, could feel her body yearning for more. She reached down, her fingers undoing his pants.
He groaned as she wrapped her hand around his cock, could feel her fingers gripping him tightly. He moved back up, his lips capturing hers in a kiss. She moved her hand up and down, her fingers exploring every inch of him.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her body. He could feel her body trembling, could hear her moans growing louder. He reached her hips, his fingers gently tracing the curve of her ass.
He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down her thigh. He could feel her body tense, could hear her breath hitch. He reached her center, his tongue gently probing her folds.
She gasped as he started to lick her, could feel her body trembling with pleasure. He moved his tongue in circular motions, his fingers gently probing her entrance. She was wet, ready for him.
He moved up, his cock replacing his fingers. He pushed inside her, could feel her body welcoming him. He started to move, his pace slow and steady. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper.
He started to move faster, his pace increasing with every thrust. She moaned, her body moving in sync with his. She could feel the heat building inside her, could feel her body yearning for release.
He could feel her body tightening around him, could hear her moans growing louder. He moved faster, his thrusts harder. She gasped as she reached her peak, her body trembling with pleasure.
He followed her, his body shuddering with release. He collapsed on top of her, his breath hot against her skin. She wrapped her arms around him, her body still trembling with pleasure.
They lay there, their bodies intertwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal. He looked at her, his eyes filled with affection. She smiled at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
They didn’t need words, didn’t need promises. They had each other, and for now, that was enough.
