He smiled as our eyes met from across the room. I could tell by the chemistry in the air that he wanted me as much as I desired him. I approached, tracing a trail back from his lips to his chest, and finally made my move; we shared a passionate, wet kiss that sent my heart racing. Later, after a few drinks, we shared a night of indiscretions; exploring, tasting, and pushing boundaries in ways I’d only ever fantasized. I’m not sure if it was the city, that night, or him, but it was unforgettable.
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The night air was electric, a current of need and desire that ran through me like a wave. My heart pounding faster, I ventured into the darkness like a heat seeking missile – desperate for flesh, to indulge myself and to be fucked hard. I wanted it like I needed water to drink – a carnal thirst that could only be quenched in the Big Apple.
He ran a finger along my wet lips and suddenly his eyes were lit up with lust. I licked my lips, craving his touch before he even had to ask. He grabbed my head and plunged his throbbing dick deep into my throat, pushing me to the brink of pleasure as I bobbed up and down. I felt my own arousal coursing through me as I greedily took every last inch of him.