Chapter 4: Climax
The small window in Ahmad's bedroom displayed the vibrant colors of twilight, as he casually leaned towards Xio. He found himself captivated by her lingering scent. The aroma of sweat and vanilla was intoxicating. Her athletic body gleamed under the minimal light that spilled softly from the cracked-open curtains.
"So," Xio whispered, "what did you have in mind for tonight?"
Ahmad eyes smiled, "Just this." He closed the distance between them.
His lips met hers gently, an introduction to the tango they were about to dance.
Xio responded eagerly, her mouth eagerly exploring his. With each passing second, her heartbeat quickened like a racehorse at the starting gates. Her fingers lightly traced down his sculpted chest and abs, only pausing for a moment to take notice of the sharp contrast between their bodies-the softness of her touch against his rigid firmness.
Ahmad's hands ventured southward, memorizing every curve of Xio's body.