My hands tremble as I unbuckle his belt, my mouth thirsting to taste his stiffening cock. His lips find mine and we let out a desperate moan; our tongues intertwined, we bask in forbidden pleasure. My thighs quiver in anticipation as we both succumb to the night of pure sin.
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As the moonlight streamed down, putting on a show you won’t soon forget, I took in the glorious sight of my man undressed before me – tight, toned, and in every way perfectly delicious. His body became a centerpiece of seduction in my bedroom that night as we reached for each other, releasing the most passionate nocturnal heat.
He ravaged me, every dip and curve of my body explored and caressed with delight. His words were like fire and as I submitted to him I felt a warm burning ecstasy to the very depths of my being. Unashamed, I opened to him completely and allowed my pleasure to consume me.
Weaving our way to the dance floor, the heat of the night and the smell of pheromones made us drunkenly desperate. Clinging like salt to sand, the thrill of skin and kisses on the dance floor sent electric shocks of heat through us. A fateful glance, a few suggestive words and I knew I’d found my partner in delicious sin. We tore off into the night, eager to explore each other like hedonistic explorers.
He was the kind of man that ended songs; the kind of man that walked out of the club with sex in his stride. His midnight eyes could take everything away, and in this dark alley of desire, there was nothing but man-heat after dark.