Feeling his heart race, he watched intently as she teased herself, her fingers dancing over her sensitive flesh. Her breath quickened, mirroring his own, and he was consumed by the desire to feel her body shake with pleasure. As the moment drew near, he closed his eyes, immersing himself in the sounds of her escalating pleasure. The sudden cry pierced the silence and made him ache with longing. When he opened his eyes, she was shivering, her face contorted in ecstasy. Lost in the intensity of the moment, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her, feeling the heat radiating from her body. The memories of this moment would keep him awake at night, the ache for more overwhelming anything else.
