In the dimly lit bedroom, she stood before him in a sheer, black lace teddy that left little to the imagination. His eyes devoured her every curve, tracing the soft lines of her body as if trying to etch them onto his memory for all eternity. Her breath quickened as she felt his gaze upon her, and she knew he wanted her just as badly as she craved him.
He moved closer, the heat from their bodies mingling as they inched toward each other. She could feel the hardness pressing against her through his pants, and it sent a shiver of desire down her spine. He reached out and traced his fingers along her collarbone, dipping lower to graze her sensitive nipples peeking through the delicate fabric.
His touch was electric, sending shivers throughout her body. She moaned softly as he continued to explore her, finding her most sensitive spots and caressing them gently. His hands slid down over her hips, fingers slipping beneath the hem of the teddy and exploring further. He knew she was wet for him - his hands confirmed it with every stroke they made against her already slick folds.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her skin as he whispered into her ear, "You taste so good." With that, he sank to his knees before her. The teddy fell away from her breasts, leaving them exposed and vulnerable. He took one into his mouth, sucking gently at the erect nipple while he continued to stroke between her legs. She arched her back, offering herself up to him.
His tongue dipped lower, flicking against her clit before sliding inside her. She gasped at the sensation, grabbing handfuls of his hair as he explored her depths with his tongue. Her body trembled under his expert touch, and she could feel an orgasm building within her. He knew what she needed; he had given her this pleasure so many times before.
As she neared climax, he pulled away from her, standing up and removing his own clothes in one fluid motion. She watched hungrily as he revealed himself to her: a large, throbbing cock that was more than ready for her. She wanted him inside her, felt the need deep within her core.
He guided himself toward her entrance, slowly pushing against her wetness until he was fully embedded within her. Their eyes locked, and she could see the desire in his gaze mirrored back at him. He began to move, thrusting hard and fast into her, making her moan with pleasure each time he struck that sweet spot.
Their bodies moved in tandem, their sweat mingling as they lost themselves in the rhythm of their passion. She could feel herself getting closer to release, each stroke bringing her one step further from the edge. He knew it too; he felt her tightening around him, preparing for the inevitable explosion.
And then, it happened. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, sending shudders of ecstasy through every inch of her body. She clung to him, unable to move as she rode out the aftershocks that followed. He continued to move within her, prolonging her pleasure until she was finally spent.
Slowly, they disentangled themselves from one another, collapsing onto the bed in a heap of satisfied limbs. Their breaths matched in rhythm, both panting softly as they basked in the afterglow of their passion-filled encounter.
In that moment, she knew that she would never forget this night - the way he made her feel, the raw intensity of their desire for one another. And though they were now spent and sated, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of anticipation building within her once more. For she knew that when they next met, it would be just as powerful, just as overwhelmingly sexy.
And so, with a final, satisfied smile, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, already looking forward to the next time he unleashed her inner temptress.