As the moonlight bathed the room in a soft, ethereal glow, she knelt before him, her lips just inches away from his throbbing desire. Their eyes locked in a dance of longing and anticipation, a silent agreement passing between them as they both understood the pleasure that awaited.
With a slow, deliberate movement, she wrapped her fingers around him, feeling the heat of his arousal pulse against her skin. Her touch was gentle yet firm, teasing him with the promise of what was to come. His breath hitched in his throat as she leaned in, her warm breath caressing his sensitive flesh.
She started with a feather-light touch, tracing patterns along his length with her tongue, savoring the taste of his desire. Each