Edgar watched Colette her sparkling with mischief a primal urge stirring deep within him. An irresistible force and he a moth drawn to her flame.
Colette toyed with her hair a sly smile playing on her lips her gaze locking with his. Her intentions clear.
The tension between them was a vibrating energy a silent promise of what was to come. His skin tingled sending shivers down his spine.
He pulled her closer fitting like puzzle pieces. A storm brewing.
Her breasts brushed against him a soft provocation that fueled his desire. He felt her heart race.
Colette's soft laughter filled the air a sweet melody as their clothes began to come undone. Anticipation hung heavy.
With a swift movement he lifted her. No turning back now.
Their hands explored every curve leaving trails of fire in their wake. Every touch intensified.
Colette arched against him a breathy sigh. He felt her readiness.
Edgar’s thrusts were claiming her completely. Their bodies moved as one.
She clung to him her nails digging into his back. Hot and heavy.
The pleasure built cresting higher and higher. A testament to their love.
Exhausted but sated they lay entwined breathing heavily. Their love affirmed.
Colette turned to him a tender gesture. Her eyes held pure adoration.
He stroked her hair a loving gesture. Their story was just beginning.
The memory of their passion a lingering heat. A secret shared.
He envisioned their future filled with more nights like this. A sweet fantasy.
Colette stirred beside him her hand finding his. Their connection was undeniable.
Edgar kissed her forehead a silent vow. His world complete.
They drifted off to sleep their love story unfolding. Their endless passion.
