In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation. The woman, with her long, black hair cascading down her back, stood in front of the large window, her silhouette framed by the city lights outside. She was completely nude, her smooth, bronzed skin glowing in the faint light.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He had been admiring her from afar for weeks, and now, here she was, in all her glory. He approached her slowly, taking in her every curve, her every line. She was a goddess, and he was about to worship at her altar.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. She leaned back into him, her head resting on his shoulder. He could feel her heart beating fast, matching his own. He gently kissed her neck, eliciting a soft moan from her. He continued to explore her body, his hands roaming over her soft skin, teasing her nipples until they were hard.
She turned around to face him, her dark eyes sparkling with desire. She reached up to touch his face, her fingers tracing his jawline. He leaned down to kiss her, their lips meeting in a passionate dance. Their tongues intertwined, exploring each other’s mouths.
He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. He trailed kisses down her body, stopping at her breasts to lavish attention on her nipples. She arched her back, pressing herself into him.
He continued his journey down her body, his lips finding her wet, swollen clit. He licked and sucked, teasing her until she was writhing in pleasure. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him.
He added another finger, stretching her. She was ready for him now. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading. He thrust into her, filling her completely.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. He could feel her muscles tightening around him, pulling him deeper. He increased his pace, driving into her harder and faster. She moaned, her nails digging into his back.
He could feel himself getting close. He reached down to touch her clit, rubbing circles around it. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing inside her.
They lay there, spent and satisfied. He pulled her close, her head resting on his chest. He could feel her heart beating, slowing down to a normal rhythm. They lay there in silence, listening to the sounds of the city outside.
As they drifted off to sleep, he knew that this was the beginning of something beautiful. He had found his goddess, and he would worship her every day.
