The full moon cast a soft glow upon the room, illuminating the silhouette of a woman with thick, black hair. She stood before the window, nude and entrancing, her curves and darkness a sight to behold. The Indian beauty, a babe of 23 years, exuded an aura of sensuality and mystery.
As she stood there, admiring the view, she felt a presence behind her. A man, equally naked, wrapped his arms around her waist, his lips finding her earlobe. His breath was hot against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, his hands exploring her body. She leaned back against him, her eyes closing as she savored his touch. He kissed her neck, his tongue tracing a path down to her shoulder.
“I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you,” he confessed, his fingers playing with her nipples. She gasped, her body responding to his touch.
“Then take me,” she challenged, turning around to face him. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm as old as time.
He lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the bed. They fell onto it, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs. His cock pressed against her pussy, and she moaned, grinding against him.
He entered her slowly, their eyes locked as he filled her up. She cried out, her nails digging into his back as he began to move. He fucked her hard, their bodies slapping together as they lost themselves in the moment.
“Yes, yes, harder,” she begged, her breasts bouncing as he pounded into her. He obeyed, his thrusts becoming more urgent as they both neared the edge.
“I’m close,” she gasped, her pussy clenching around his cock. He groaned, his own orgasm building.
“Come for me,” he commanded, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, sending her over the edge. She screamed, her pussy convulsing as she came hard.
He followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her up with his cum. They lay there, panting and satisfied, their bodies still entwined.
“I knew it would be good between us,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. She smiled, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
“It was worth the wait,” she replied, her eyes closing as she drifted off to sleep in his arms.
In the quiet of the night, they found solace in each other’s arms, their bodies becoming one in a dance as old as time itself.
