The storm rages outside, but we’re caught in a different kind of storm. You lay me on the bed, stripping me slowly. Your lips trail over my neck, then down to my breasts. You bite my nipple, making me arch beneath you. My thighs are open, begging, as your hand finds me. Wet. Ready. 🖤💧. You press my knees to my chest and slide into me, slowly at first. The way you fill me, each inch, has me cryingg out. You look into my eyes, whispering all the dirty things you want to do to me. I shiver, needing it all. You start thrusting, faster, my body pinned beneath yours as thunder rolls outside. ⚡🌧️. You pull out, and I turn over, raising my hips high. You slam into me, and I scream into the pillow, my whole body shuddering with pleasure. You grab a handful of my hair, yanking me back, and I moan your name as you come deep inside me, growling. The rain keeps falling, but we’re lost in each other 🔥💦