In the dimly lit room, he lay on his back, the scent of her perfume wafting in the air, as she straddled him. His throbbing cock was exposed for her pleasure, awaiting her every command. She licked her lips seductively, her eyes locking with his, a knowing grin played on her lips. This was not their first time; yet, it always felt like the first, the excitement and anticipation never dwindling.
As she slowly lowered herself onto him, a soft sigh escaped her lips as his thick, veiny shaft slid effortlessly into her wet pussy. The feeling of her warmth surrounding him was almost too much to bear. He thrust upwards, meeting her every move, the sound of their flesh slapping together filling the room.
He couldn't help but watch as she ground herself against his pelvis, feeling the pleasure building within her. She reached down, gently squeezing his balls, eliciting a groan from him. "Do you like that?" she whispered huskily in his ear, knowing full well the answer.
Her hand slid upwards, finding his erection between her swollen lips. The sensation was intoxicating - he could feel her wetness on his skin as she stroked him with long, slow motions. "I love feeling this," she said, "knowing that you're mine."
His hands found their way to her breasts, pinching the nipples and rolling them between his fingers. She gasped, arching her back, thrusting herself onto him harder. The sight of her breasts bouncing in rhythm with their movements was more than he could bear. "Fuck me harder," she pleaded, her eyes shining with desire.
He obliged, increasing the pace, feeling her muscles tighten around his cock as she neared climax. "I want to feel you cum deep inside me," she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. He knew it wouldn't be long before he reached his own release; this thought only served to heighten his arousal.
As he watched her reach orgasm, her body trembling with pleasure, he felt a familiar sensation building within him. She continued to ride him, feeling the urgency in their movements, knowing they were both on the brink.
"Fuck me harder," she begged again, gripping his shaft with her pussy as she ground against him. He obliged once more, plunging into her with a newfound intensity. With one last thrust, he felt his own orgasm building, followed swiftly by the familiar sensation of release.
His cock jerked spasmodically within her, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body as he emptied himself deep inside her. She moaned softly, her eyes closed in ecstasy. As they lay there, panting and sweaty, he knew this was only one chapter in their ongoing story - a tale filled with passion, desire, and the erotic power sharing that defined their relationship.