With every stroke of his fingers against her slick skin, he felt the need to possess her completely. His muscles tensed as he watched her react to the soft touches, her breath hitching and her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. The scent of her arousal filled the room, driving him deeper into the abyss of desire. His lips brushed against her neck, tasting her sweat and loving every drop. With a growl, he thrust into her, claiming her as his own. She moaned his name, a plea disguised as an invitation. He took it, slamming into her hard and fast, their bodies aligning in perfect rhythm. The wetness between them was a testament to their passion, and he welcomed the sound of their skin slapping together. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her close as he took them both over the edge of ins as he took them both over the edge of intense pleasure.
