In the heart of the kitchen, a woman stood, her long hair cascading down her shoulders in waves of golden perfection. She was nude, her body on display for the first time in front of him. Her breasts were full and firm, the nipples hardening in the cool air of the room.
He watched her from the doorway, his eyes taking in every inch of her bare form. She turned to face him, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of shyness and desire. He took a step forward, his body tense with longing.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” he whispered, his voice husky with need.
She smiled, her lips parting in anticipation. “I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
He closed the distance between them, his hands reaching out to touch her. He ran his fingers through her long hair, marveling at its softness. She leaned into his touch, her body pressing against his.
Their lips met in a kiss, their tongues dancing together in a slow, sensual rhythm. He ran his hands down her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck and across her collarbone. She tilted her head back, giving him better access to the sensitive skin. He licked and nibbled at her, eliciting gasps and moans from her.
He knelt down in front of her, his hands exploring her body. He ran his fingers over her hips, down her thighs, and back up again. She trembled under his touch, her body begging for more.
He spread her legs wider, his eyes taking in the sight of her wet and ready for him. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her. She cried out, her hands reaching down to tangle in his hair.
He licked and sucked at her, his fingers teasing her entrance. She was wet and ready for him, her body begging for more. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around him. She moaned, her hips rocking against his hand.
He added another finger, stretching her open. She was panting now, her body trembling with pleasure. He curled his fingers, hitting that spot inside her that made her cry out with pleasure.
He stood up, his cock hard and ready for her. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. He kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip teasing her. She moaned, her body begging for him to enter her. He slid inside her, inch by inch, filling her up. She gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders.
He started to move, his hips thrusting against hers. She met him thrust for thrust, her body moving in time with his. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in slow circles, making her moan louder.
He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. He could feel her tightening around him, her orgasm building.
He rubbed her clit faster, his thrusts becoming erratic. She screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure. He followed her over the edge, his orgasm ripping through him.
They collapsed onto the kitchen floor, their bodies spent and sated. He looked at her, his eyes filled with love and desire.
“I’ve wanted that for so long,” he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.
She smiled, her lips curling into a satisfied smile. “I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “And it was worth the wait.”
