Her words echoed in his ears, fueling the fire that already burned within him. Her scent, a mix of innocence and temptation, intoxicated him as he watched her shimmy out of her clothes. The slow, deliberate movements were driving him mad with desire. As she stood before him, naked and vulnerable, he ached to touch her, to taste her. But she had warned him not to tease her. With trembling hands, he traced the outline of her body, feeling the heat emanating from her skin. Her breath hitched in anticipation, and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. With a hungry groan, he devoured her, kissing every inch of her soft, supple skin. She moaned his name, the sound fueling his need for her. Finally, he entered her, and they moved together in a dance of passion, with every touch sending waves of pleasure through their bodies.
