Night of Passion

The world around us fell quiet. Your silence became louder as your intention remained the same. ​I felt your eyes undress my clothes; your lips trembled with longing. Yet the moment they met mine, all longingness subside ​The rhythmic beating of our hearts and the strength of your rod dangled against my thigh on standby, as your lips explored the hidden parts of me concealed beneath my clothes. ​Every kiss you placed—on my lips, my cleavage, and my navel—told a different story. ​You captured my soul at your own pace, galloping like a stallion in a race. Each stride shook the earth beneath its feet, commanding my body's synchronicity with every thrust you made. ​We waded in each other's sweat. Though slippery, our bodies magnetized harmoniously. ​You captured my soul at your own pace, galloping like a stallion in a race. In that very moment and beyond, being in your presence will always be my favorite place.