The bedroom was bathed in a soft, warm glow, the only source of light coming from the small table lamp in the corner. The air was thick with the tension of unspoken desires and the lingering passion of the night.
Entering the room, she was a vision of temptation. Her long, toned legs were on display, encased in a pair of barely-there lace panties that were already damp with desire. She wore an oversized t-shirt that did little to hide the curves of her body. With a sly smile, she climbed onto the bed, settling down beside him.
His eyes trailed over her body, taking in the sight of her. He was already relaxed in his underwear, his body loose and languid from their previous encounters. He turned to her, his gaze meeting hers, and raised an eyebrow in silent question.
She bit her lip, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I think I have a problem," she confessed, her voice low and sultry.
He tilted his head, intrigued. "What's the problem?"
She grabbed his hand, placing it directly on the damp spot on her panties. "Well, when I got here I realized my panties were all wet. Feel right here."
His eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't move his hand. Instead, he let his fingers trace the lips of her pussy through the fabric of her panties. She didn't stop him, her breath hitching as his fingers explored her wetness.
"Slide to the edge of the bed with your feet up on the edge," she instructed, her voice husky with desire.
He complied, his body moving easily at her command. Her knee was high, giving him a clear view of her wet panties. He couldn't help but stare, his eyes drawn to the damp spot that grew larger with every passing second.
He jumped off the bed, now kneeling beside her. His face was inches away from her wet panties, the smell of her arousal strong and intoxicating. He leaned forward, putting his nose close to her wet panties, inhaling deeply.
She gasped at the sensation, her back arching off the bed. "That feels so good," she moaned, her hands reaching out to tangle in his hair.
He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. "Take off your panties," he commanded, his voice rough and needy.
She smirked, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You want to see it that bad, huh?"
He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes, I do. I want to see all of you."
She smiled, her hands reaching down to slowly slide her panties off. She revealed herself to him, her pussy glistening with desire. He couldn't help but stare, his mouth watering at the sight of her.
"Now, what do you plan on doing with that hungry gaze of yours?" she challenged, her voice low and seductive.
He leaned forward, his hands reaching out to touch her. "I plan on making you scream my name," he growled, his fingers tracing a path up her thigh.
And with that, the night of passion truly began.
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