The night was cool, signaling the arrival of autumn and yet, the air sizzled with something darker and more intense. Louis was thinking of his lover, Lily, and his eagerness to feel her touch. He’d been away for too long; now armed with anticipation, he set out to meet her.
His heart was racing as he drove through the city streets, skimming by the dimly lit storefronts. In his mind, he imagined the tangle ofarms, legs and lips that were about to be released. His skin seemed to buzz from the thought, eager to begin the long-awaited journey.
Finally, he arrived at her door, standing in the shadows like a dark knight ready for battle. He didn’t even bother to knock, he just let himself in.
The room smelled of lavender and burned sugar—the perfect balance for a room that had been designed for pleasure and seduction. Everything about it, from the sensuous fabrics to the flickering candlelight, was designed to inspire the long lost passion that had been so desperately sought by both of them.
Lily was already there, her presence as electrifying as ever. She took him in with an alluring gaze, wearing a red corset, stockings and a lacy black thong. She was clad completely in leather and lace, accentuating all her forbidden curves.
As soon as Louis’ eyes settled on her gorgeous body, his own cravings surged beyond his control. Reaching out, he grabbed her waist and her lips eagerly opened under the firm touch of his own. Her response was immediate and intoxicating, their tongues wrestling with each other as they explored their years of longing and pleasure.
The intensity of the moment only seemed to build, feeding both of their desires with each passing second. Every part of her was awakening further, until she was like a tigress finally set loose after far too long of being caged.
Without wasting another second, Louis gathered her in his arms and swept her into the bedroom. There, he tore away all the restraints that held back the roiling need in his abdomen and let it run wild.
His hands moved with a feverish energy, exploring her body and her inny secret spots. Her skin was boiling under his touch, the exquisite sensation of his tantalizing technique sending shivers down her spine. Lily could barely contain her moans as Louis moved his lips up her chin and neck.
He wanted to savor her, as if every inch of her flesh was a meal he wished to savor and remember forever. Not wanting to miss a single moment, Louis threw off his clothing. He stood in front of her, illuminated only by the candlelight.
She marveled at the sight of his toned body and the heat that radiated off it.
Reaching out, she ran her hands up the muscled contours of his chest, her breath coming faster and faster with each passing second.
Louis shuddered as her fingers explored, desperate for more but unwilling to rush what he knew was about to come.
In one swift move, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the bed. Once there, he made sure she was comfortable before returning his attentions to her.
The whole time, they never once broke eye contact. It was like they were lost in a trance, the light and dark of their desire melting into one as they gave each other pleasure.
Louis’ lips and hands continued to explore her body as he made love to her. His thrusts were passionate and powerful, yet gentle.
As the night wore on, the heat between them only seemed to increase. With each swirl and thrust, pleasure was unleashed until it was a raging inferno that neither could control.
Finally, Louis and Lily reached the very pinnacle of pleasure, their bodies screaming in satisfaction as they were lost in each other.
When the sun finally rose in the sky, they lay entwined in each other’s arms — finally, after too long of a wait, pleasure had been unleashed in leather and lace.
