Lust and Passion
The night was a swirl of desire, passion and lust. She felt the heat of his body, his strong hands caressing her curves. She wanted to be taken away, to be seduced and pleasured beyond her wildest dreams. His lips were soft, his kisses tender and gentle. But when he touched her, his hands were fire, and her body responded with a need that seemed to consume her.
She felt the ache of his desire, as he took her in his arms and moved with her in a slow, sensuous dance. His hands ran over her body, exploring and arousing her. His mouth found hers, and she felt the kiss all the way to her soul.
He moved her closer, and his hands moved lower, igniting her with a fire that threatened to consume her. She moaned softly as he touched her, and he smiled, knowing that he had lit the flame of her passion.
He moved his hands up her body, and she shuddered with pleasure. He took her in his arms and moved her closer, and she felt his hardness pressed against her. She wanted to feel him inside her, and as if in answer, he entered her with a slow, deliberate movement.
She gasped at the pleasure, and he moved with her, pushing her higher and higher until they both reached the peak of pleasure. They held each other tightly, and then collapsed in each other’s arms, spent and satisfied.
The night was a swirl of passion and lust, and they had been swept away in its seductive embrace.
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