As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the bedroom, Sarah laid back on the bed, her fingers tracing lazy circles on her stomach. She felt a familiar ache deep within her, a hunger that only one thing could satisfy. She glanced over at her bedside table, where her favorite vibrator lay waiting. But tonight, she wanted something different.
She closed her eyes and pictured him in her mind – the man who had been haunting her thoughts all day. Jack. Tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her. They had shared a few fleeting glances and flirtatious smiles at work, but nothing more. But tonight, she wanted more.
With a sudden burst of determination, Sarah made her decision. She reached for her phone and sent him a simple text: “Hey, are you free tonight?”
To her surprise, the response came almost immediately. “I am now. What did you have in mind?”
Sarah hesitated for a moment, then typed out her reply. “I was thinking we could get a drink. Or maybe something more intimate.”
She held her breath, waiting for his response. When it came, her heart skipped a beat. “I like the sound of that. I’ll be there in 20 minutes.”
Sarah’s heart pounded in her chest as she quickly freshened up, applying a touch of perfume and running a brush through her hair. She heard the doorbell ring, and her pulse quickened as she made her way to the front door.
When she opened it, Jack stood there, looking even more handsome than she remembered. His eyes sparkled as they met hers, and she felt a surge of desire wash over her. Without a word, he stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
They stood there for a moment, just looking at each other, the air crackling with tension. Then, without warning, Jack took a step forward and kissed her. His lips were soft and warm, and Sarah melted into his embrace, her hands moving to tangle in his hair.
Their kiss deepened, becoming more urgent and passionate. Jack’s hands roamed over her body, sending shivers of pleasure through her. She could feel the heat building between them, the desire simmering just beneath the surface.
With a sudden burst of boldness, Sarah took Jack’s hand and led him to her bedroom. They tumbled onto the bed, their clothes falling away in a frenzy of desire. Jack’s hands traced over her body, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume her.
He kissed her hungrily, his lips moving over her skin with a hunger that matched her own. Sarah arched her back, pressing her body against his, feeling the hard length of him against her. She wanted him, needed him, in a way she had never experienced before.
With a desperate need, she reached for him, her fingers wrapping around his length. Jack groaned softly, his eyes dark with desire as she stroked him gently. She could feel the heat of him, the throbbing pulse of his arousal, and it only fueled her own desire.
But she wanted more. She wanted to see him, to watch him as he pleasured himself. With a wicked smile, she pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him, her eyes locking with his.
“Watch me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. And with that, she began to touch herself, her fingers moving in slow, teasing circles over her most intimate parts.
Jack’s eyes never left her, his gaze burning into her as she pleasured herself. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the longing that mirrored her own. And as she felt herself building towards release, she knew she wanted him to join her.
With a sultry smile, she reached out and took his hand, guiding him to touch himself. Jack hesitated for a moment, his breath catching in his throat. But then he began to move, his hand mirroring her own movements, his eyes never leaving hers.
The sight of him pleasuring himself sent a wave of desire crashing through her. She could feel her release building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within her. And when she finally came, it was with a cry of pleasure that echoed through the room.
Jack followed her over the edge, his release spilling over his hand as he gasped her name. They lay there, spent and breathless, their bodies tangled together in a mess of limbs and sheets.
As they caught their breath, Sarah turned to him, her eyes soft with emotion. “That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice filled with wonder.
Jack smiled at her, his eyes filled with tenderness. “It was,” he agreed. “But you know what would be even more amazing?”
Sarah raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on her lips. “What?”
“If we did it again,” he said, his voice full of promise.
And with a laugh, Sarah leaned in to kiss him, knowing that this was only the beginning of their shared pleasure. For in each other, they had found a passion that burned brighter than any flame, a desire that would never be extinguished.
And as they fell into each other’s arms once more, lost in a world of pleasure and ecstasy, they knew that this was just the beginning of a love that would last a lifetime.
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