The rain pounded against the window 🌧️, a wild rhythm that matched the hunger between them 🔥. She stood with her back against the cold glass ❄️, her breath uneven, her body burning with an untamed need. He was in front of her, eyes dark with desire 👀, a predator stalking its prey 🖤.
“Tell me what you want,” he murmured, his voice rough, teasing 🎤.
She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she grabbed his shirt, pulling him against her, crashing her lips into his like a storm breaking free ⚡💋. He growled against her mouth, his hands gripping her waist, lifting her effortlessly 💪.
Her legs wrapped around him, nails digging into his back as he pinned her against the window 🌃. The city lights flickered behind them, but neither of them saw anything beyond each other 🖤🔥. His lips traced fire down her neck, teeth grazing, biting, leaving marks like secrets on her skin 💄🩸.
“You drive me insane,” he breathed, his hands roaming, gripping, owning 🤲.
“Then lose control,” she dared, her voice dripping with challenge 😈.
And he did.
The night became a blur of heat and tangled sheets 🔥🛏️, of whispered curses and breathless moans 😮💨. Every touch was desperate, every kiss a battle of dominance 💥, their bodies demanding, taking, giving 🖤. They met again and again, the world fading away as they drowned in each other 🌊.
When the storm finally passed, she lay tangled in his arms, her body humming with the aftershocks of pleasure 🖤💦. He kissed her shoulder, his breath still ragged, a lazy grin tugging at his lips 😊.
“You’re dangerous,” he murmured 🔥.
She smirked, running her fingers down his chest. “And you love it.” 😏🖤
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