In the shadows of the moonlit night, she lay there in her provocative lingerie, waiting for him to explore every inch of her. Her dark tresses cascaded over her shoulders, framing a face that was both innocent and sultry. She was like a temptation he couldn't resist, a desire that consumed him from within.
As he moved closer, she felt the heat radiating from his body, making her own pulse race with anticipation. He reached out to touch her, his fingers tracing the delicate outline of her bra before slowly unclasping it. The lace fell away, revealing her full breasts, their nipples already hard and aching for attention.
He took one in his mouth, suckling gently at first but soon becoming more aggressive as he felt her responding to his touch. She moaned softly, encouraging him to continue, to explore every part of her body with his tongue and lips. His hands roamed over her skin, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.
He moved lower now, his mouth trailing downward until he reached her panties. With a flick of his wrist, they were gone, leaving her bare and exposed for him to see. He looked up at her, desire burning brightly in his eyes as he took her in, then lowered himself further still.
His breath was hot against the slick folds of her sex. She could feel his tongue reaching out, tasting her, drawing out the sweet, musky nectar that flowed from her core. She gripped the sheets beneath her knuckles, the pleasure building within her until she thought she might explode with need.
His fingers joined his tongue, sliding easily inside her, filling her up in a way that both comforted and terrified her simultaneously. He began to pump them in and out of her, matching rhythm to her gasps and sighs. She arched her back, pushing herself into his hands as he continued to pleasure her with slow, deliberate strokes.
Suddenly, he stopped, pulling away from her just enough so that she could see what he was doing. In one swift motion, he pulled out a condom and rolled it onto his erection. She watched, breathless, as he positioned himself between her legs once more.
He looked up at her, those smoldering eyes full of passion and desire. "Are you ready?" he asked softly, his voice low and husky.
"Yes," she whispered back, nodding her assent.
With a final, triumphant look, he drove into her with a single thrust, stretching her wide in a way that made her cry out in pleasure. He pulled almost all the way out before plunging back in again and again, each time hitting just the right spot to send shivers of ecstasy coursing through her body.
He picked up speed, pounding into her with an urgency that bordered on violence. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she clung to him, desperate for more. He met each thrust with one of his own, their bodies slamming together in a symphony of flesh and sweat.
Then, just when she thought she couldn't take any more, he slowed down. Instead of pounding into her roughly, he began to stroke her gently, teasingly, until all she could do was beg him to finish what he had started.
"Please," she whimpered, feeling the heat building within her again, ready to explode at any moment.
He didn't say anything; instead, he reached down between them and began to rub her clit with one hand while continuing to thrust into her with the other. The sensations were too much for her, and she came undone, her entire body convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
He followed close behind, his own climax coming hard and fast as he filled the condom with his seed. When it was finally over, they lay there in each other's arms, hearts pounding and skin slick with sweat. It had been a night neither would forget, an experience that left them both panting for more.