The air was thick and heavy with the scent of jasmine as Shilpa slipped out of her bed, the silken sheets cascading to the floor in a whisper. She moved quietly, her bare feet padding softly against the cool marble tiles, as she made her way to the open balcony doors. The night air was cool against her skin, causing goosebumps to rise on her arms and her dark hair to dance around her shoulders. She knew she shouldn’t be out here, not after what had happened the last time, but she couldn’t help herself. The pull of the night, of the unknown, was too strong to resist.
As she stepped out onto the balcony, she felt a shiver run down her spine, goosebumps breaking out across her skin. She wrapped her arms around herself, hugging her curves, as she looked out at the darkened gardens below. The moon was full and high in the sky, casting long shadows across the lawn and illuminating the whitewashed walls of the estate. She could hear the distant sound of the ocean, the waves crashing against the shore, and she closed her eyes, letting the sound wash over her.
She felt a presence behind her, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end as she turned to face the intruder. But instead of the fear she had been expecting, she felt a thrill of excitement as she saw the figure of a man, his skin dark against the moonlit night, his eyes glinting with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine.
“You should not be out here,” he said, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down her spine.
“And yet, here I am,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
He took a step closer to her, his eyes locked on hers, and she felt her heart race in her chest. He was close, so close that she could feel the heat radiating off his body, and she resisted the urge to reach out and touch him, to see if he was real.
“You are playing a dangerous game,” he said, his voice a low growl.
“Perhaps I am,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
He took another step closer, closing the distance between them, and she felt her breath catch in her throat as she felt his hands on her waist, pulling her closer to him. She could feel the hard length of him pressed against her, and she gasped as she felt a surge of desire flood her body.
“You want this,” he said, his voice a low growl.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He claimed her lips with a fierceness that took her breath away, his tongue delving deep into her mouth as he explored every inch of her. She could feel the heat of his body, the strength of his arms as they held her close, and she moaned as he traced a path of fire down her neck with his lips.
His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples until they were hard and aching, and she gasped as he slipped a hand between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him.
“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He didn’t need any further encouragement, his fingers slipping inside her as he explored her depths, and she moaned as he found that spot that made her see stars. She could feel the orgasm building inside her, her body tensing as he drove her closer and closer to the edge.
And then he was inside her, filling her, stretching her, and she cried out as he began to move, each thrust sending her higher and higher until she was spiraling out of control. She could feel the orgasm building inside her, her body tensing as he drove her closer and closer to the edge.
And then she was flying, her body shattering as the orgasm ripped through her, leaving her breathless and trembling in his arms. He followed her over the edge, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside her, and she could feel the warmth of his release filling her.
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, as they caught their breath, the night air cool against their heated skin. And as she looked up at him, she knew that this was just the beginning.
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The next morning, Shilpa woke up in her own bed, the memories of the night before still fresh in her mind. She stretched, feeling the ache in her muscles, and smiled. It had been a night to remember, and she couldn’t wait to do it again.
She got out of bed and padded over to the balcony doors, her heart racing as she looked out at the gardens below. But instead of the darkened lawn and the whitewashed walls, she saw a figure standing there, his skin dark against the morning sun, his eyes locked on hers.
And she knew that this was just the beginning of a very beautiful relationship.
