His breath hitched as he watched her slink across the room, hips swaying to an unheard rhythm. Her thick curtain of hair fell over one eye, adding to the allure. She kneeled before him, her warmth seeping into the knees of his trousers. With trembling hands, she undid his belt and lowered his zipper. Her fingers traced the head of his cock, eliciting a low groan from deep within him. Their eyes locked, desire and anticipation etched on their features. With one swift motion, she wrapped her lips around the crown, taking him deep into her mouth. His hips bucked involuntarily as she began to bob up and down, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. This was more than lust; it was a primal connection that threatened to consume them both.
