The lovers woke up early, their bodies still entwined from the night before. The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over their naked forms. He pulled her close, his morning wood pressing against her wet folds. She moaned softly, arching her back to meet him.
Without breaking the kiss, he rolled them over, pinning her beneath him. She gasped as his hard length pushed inside her. He began to thrust slowly, watching as their bodies moved in sync. His hips slapped against her ass cheeks, leaving red handprints.
Her nails digged into his shoulders, leaving tiny half-moon marks. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside. Their moans filled the room, a symphony of desire and passion. The rhythm grew faster, more intense. Sweat trickled down their bodies as they danced in unison, lost in the beat of the music.
