The faint light of morning began to seep through the curtains, colouring the room in a soft, golden hue.
"Ahh- Huhh...."
The morning air was still and quiet, broken only by the sound of shallow breaths and whispers of desire.
"Ohh my..."
Arghhh- baby...."
Maya's body was pressed against mine, her warmth and weight grounding me in the moment.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, tickling my chest as her lips traced the curve of my neck. The sex of the early hour made the world outside feel distant—college, responsibilities, all of it forgotten in the haze of our connection as we rush to make love.
"Ah... yes... harder," she gasped, her voice trembling with urgency.
Her moans, raw and unrestrained, echoed through the small flat, filling the silence with a rhythm of passion.
My hands gripped her ass, guiding her movements as we became lost in each other.
"Fucking yeah baby....arghhh-" I groaned.
