His look said it all. I wanted him, and he wanted me too. We caressed each other as we grew more aroused, his lips pressing against mine and his hands exploring my body. His touch lit a fire inside me, pleasure overcoming every sense and driving me wild with need. I had never felt so alive.
Browsing: he
He looked at me with smoldering eyes, his breath quickening and his body brimming with sexual energy. His lips parted and his tongue teased my neck as long fingers ran across my heaving chest. My heart fluttered and I felt my urgent desire grow as he pressed against me. Like a volcanic eruption, his passion exploded, leaving us both trembling and exhausted in each other’s arms.
Handsome, strong, he dominated the bed. Entwined, I begged for more. Without thought, we tumbled, naive and raw. His stately will, consuming me. His hard masculine body, dominating the night, his swollen manhood ravishing me again and again. There was no escape, just the sweet pleasure of his flesh.