In the shadows of night, where secrets thrive,
Our bodies collide, electric, alive.
He grips my hips, his touch like fire,
A hunger unleashed, raw desire.
He spreads me wide, his **** pressed near,
The ache of his size, both thrill and fear.
Slowly he enters, my breath catches tight,
Then deeper he thrusts, consuming the night.
Gentle at first, then harder he goes,
Our passion explodes as his rhythm flows.
My moans fill the air, my nails in his skin,
Each stroke pulling me deeper within.
His body tenses, then a groan so deep,
As he claims my depths, I shudder and weep.
The pleasure cascades, my senses ignite,
Lost in the heat of our fevered night.
He pulls out slow, still thick, still slick,
The taste of our lust, warm and thick.
I take him in, my lips embrace,
Cleaning his length with a sensual grace.
In the quiet car, our breaths entwined,
A secret shared, two souls aligned.
The ride of the night, our passion untamed,
Forever remembered, though never named.