Chapter 2: Building Tension
The silk sheets cascaded like a waterfall of luxury around Meera, her naked body a symphony of curves and shadows in the candlelit room. She lay on the bed, her head propped up on her elbow, watching Arjun with a predatory gaze. The air was thick with the scent of their earlier passion, a tantalizing promise of what was still to come.
Arjun stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes devouring Meera's form. His chest heaved with each ragged breath, his cock already hard and eager, tenting his suit pants.
Meera could see the outline of his length, thick and long, and she could feel her pussy clench in anticipation. She wanted him inside her, filling her, fucking her hard and raw.
"Come here," she commanded, her voice laced with desire. "I want your cock in my mouth."
Arjun groaned, his eyes darkening with lust. He strode towards her, his belt clanking as he undid it, his zipper hissing as he pulled it down.