Heat engulfs the room as their gazes lock; desire uncoiling inside him like a snake from its slumber. Her blonde locks glimmer in the low light, framing her porcelain-like face. Her plush lips part, inviting him in for a taste. He moves closer, his heart thudding against his chest. Their bodies sway together, the anticipation building with each passing second. Finally, he can no longer resist—he claims her mouth, their tongues dancing hungrily. She moans, urging him on, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulls him closer still. Their bodies grind against each other, a primal urge taking over. He kisses his way down her neck, trailing his lips across her collarbone. With a quivering breath, she whispers, "Fuck me." And he does—pounding into her with a ferocity that mirrors the intensity of their shared desire. Their bodies moving in unison, lost in the rhythm of their lustful union.
