She watched him from afar a burning need in her eyes. Her imagination soared to a world where taboos shattered. He was a masterpiece of lust and she longed to paint her story upon him. The air thickened as their eyes met a hidden understanding. A whisper could ignite a wildfire of erotic bliss. She felt a ache deep within her a desire to explore. Every curve every shadow beckoned her closer to the edge of desire. The world faded away as their bodies moved in a dance of passion. She was a whisper of sin lost in the moment. His touch was a brand igniting her soul. Every gasp every sigh was a testament to their passion. He claimed her body and soul leaving her wanting more. The night was a dream of ecstasy. She craved his touch again a delicious torment. Their bodies entwined a tapestry of lust. He tasted her a divine elixir. The morning brought a hush but the memories lingered. She was forever marked by their union. A story told. She longed to return to his bed.