In the dimly lit room, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes scanning your body from head to toe. His gaze lingered on your breasts for a moment before trailing down to your hips, then up again, taking in every inch of you. Your heart raced with anticipation as his eyes met yours, and a silent challenge seemed to pass between you.
Slowly, he slid off the bed and approached you, his movements deliberate and predatory. With each step, his eyes never left your face, as if daring you to look away. When he reached you, he placed one hand on your waist and pulled you towards him, pressing his body against yours, his hard length evident through his jeans.
The tension between you built like a slow burning fuse until it finally ignited, and you felt the fire spread throughout your bodies. He began to grind against you, rubbing himself against your mound in a circular motion, causing both of you to moan softly. His hands moved up your body, tracing the curve of your breasts and down your stomach before gripping your hips.
He lifted you up effortlessly, wrapping one leg around his waist, while he ground his erection further into you. You could feel it throbbing against your clit, and you knew that any moment now, you'd be coming undone.
With an animalistic growl, he lowered you down onto the bed, laying you out flat on your back. Your legs were spread wide, allowing him to see all of you - your wet folds, your engorged clit, and the slickness that was dripping from your hole. His eyes never left yours as he positioned himself between your legs, lifting your hips ever so slightly, before thrusting himself deep inside you in one smooth motion.
The feeling was overwhelming; his cock stretching you wide open while at the same time filling you up completely. It was as if he had been made just for you, fitting perfectly into every crevice of your body. His hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you towards him with each thrust, driving himself deeper and deeper inside you.
Your moans became louder, more desperate, as his cock pounded against your G-spot over and over again, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your entire body. Your nipples hardened to tiny peaks under the weight of your bra, and you knew that this was only just the beginning.
With each thrust, he pulled back slightly before slamming himself back into you with an almost brutal force. You could feel every vein and ridge along his shaft as it plunged in and out of you, stretching and massaging your inner walls until they were raw from the friction.
Your body tensed, and you knew that you were close to orgasm. He could see it in your eyes, the wild hunger that burned there like a torch. And so, without breaking his rhythm, he began to talk dirty to you - about how good you felt around him, how tight and wet you were, how much he loved being inside of you.
You closed your eyes, lost in the sensations washing over you as he continued to fuck you hard and fast. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you locked together in a dance of pure, unadulterated lust.
And then it happened - the climax that had been building for what felt like hours finally crested, breaking over both of you with the force of a tidal wave. You screamed his name as your orgasm tore through you like a bolt of lightning, leaving you writhing and twitching beneath him.
He continued to fuck you even as you came, drawing out your pleasure until you were begging for mercy. Finally, he pulled himself free from your body, leaving behind a trail of cum that ran down your inner thighs and pooled onto the bedsheet below.
Exhausted but satisfied, you collapsed next to him on the bed, your heart pounding in your chest as you caught your breath. And as you lay there entwined with him, you knew that this was just the beginning of many more nights filled with passion and desire.