Midnight settled in, cloaking the room in shadows while the dim glow of the lamp cast a soft, golden hue across the walls. The curtains were tightly drawn, covering us from the world outside, leaving only the echo of our shared breaths and the rhythmic creaking of the bed.
"Ahh... ahh... yeah..." Lyra's voice floated through the room, breathy and raw, her moans mixing with the night air. Her body moved with fluid grace, her silhouette illuminated on the wall by the faint light.
I couldn't help the groan that tore from my lips. "Argh... baby... so good..." My fingers tightened on her ass, feeling the heat of her skin beneath my palms.
I watched her, mesmerized by every arch of her back, every twist of her body as she rode my cock with an intoxicating rhythm.
Her lips curled into a sultry smile. "You loving it, babe?" Her voice was playful, teasing, but her eyes were dark with need.
