He arrived at midnight with a hot, simmering hunger that had been hidden hidden for years. His kiss gave me a sudden, unexpected jolt of desire. Skin against skin. Tongues engaged. He moved me quickly, feverishly against the bed, his hand seeking out pleasure between my limbs. His midnight heat quickly brought us both to a place beyond inhibition. There, we lost ourselves–mind and body– igniting a passion between us that lingered in our memory long after our midnight tryst had ended.
Browsing: Midnight
He trembled. His clammy hands pressed against the sheets as he felt the heat rising up through his skin, awakened by the tantalizing scent of man heat aroused in midnight desires. He was ready for the night. He was ready to be consumed.
He was hot with need, his sweat dripping onto my fingertips as I brushed them across his chest. His hungry mouth sought out my own, grasping hungrily and punishing as he claimed me in a passionate kiss. In the dark shadows, our desire and heat shimmered, creating a frenzied passion that demanded to be satisfied.
When the lights went down and the clock struck midnight, Xavier’s hidden desires took over, and it was no surprise as to what he wanted. His hands roamed hungrily, body pushing and pulling with a passion that could only be found in the deepest depths of the night.
The bedroom was cloaked in darkness, a faint hint of moonlight seeping through the curtains and casting a faint glimmer of pale blue light across the bed and its occupant. William lay there, his skin shimmering in the ethereal light, his stomach glistening with sweat. I was hypnotized, drawn in, pulled closer – and as I lowered my head between his legs I felt a powerful energy surround me. His slick, tight heat filled my mouth, and I eagerly devoured his desire.