Smut, Spice and everything nice

We need to be quiet

Ravi.

Climbing up to Sana's balcony was always a thrill, a forbidden rush that I couldn't resist. Each time felt like the first, the excitement never waning as I scaled the trellis, my muscles straining and heart pounding in anticipation. The night air was cool against my skin, heightening my senses. As I reached the balcony, the soft glow of her room beckoned me. There she was, an ethereal vision in the moonlight, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her thighs. The sight of her standing there, waiting for me, sent a jolt of desire through me.

I tapped lightly on the glass, and her eyes met mine, wide and filled with longing. She opened the door, pulling me inside without a word, our lips meeting in a hungry kiss. The taste of her, the feel of her soft body pressing against mine, ignited a fire within me. Her hands clutched at my shirt, pulling me closer, her tongue dancing with mine.

"God, I've missed you," I murmured against her lips, my hands sliding down to cup her ass, squeezing gently.

"Me too," she whispered, her voice a mix of need and urgency. "But we have to be quiet. My parents are downstairs."

The reminder of our precarious situation only heightened the excitement. A wicked grin spread across my face as I pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. "Quiet, huh? We'll see about that."

My hands roamed her body, exploring every curve, the soft skin beneath my fingertips making my heart race. I slid them under the hem of her t-shirt, brushing against her bare skin, eliciting a gasp from her lips. The sound was muffled as I captured her mouth again, more insistent this time. I backed her up until her knees hit the edge of her bed, and she sank onto the mattress, pulling me with her.

As I lifted her shirt over her head, her breasts came into view, and I paused to drink in the sight. Her nipples were hard, begging for my touch. I licked my lips, anticipation making my heart pound. "You're so beautiful, Sana," I murmured, my voice thick with desire. "I want to taste you. All of you."

She moaned softly at my words, her hips arching off the bed as my fingers grazed the damp fabric of her panties. I pulled them down slowly, savoring every inch of exposed skin, and then tossed them aside. Spreading her legs, I settled between them, my mouth descending to her core.

The first touch of my tongue on her clit made her cry out, and I quickly covered her mouth with my hand, muffling the sound. "Shh, baby. Remember, we have to be quiet."

But it was hard for her to stay quiet, especially when I knew exactly how to drive her wild. My tongue moved expertly, flicking and swirling, drawing out breathy whimpers and gasps that she couldn't suppress. I could feel her trembling beneath me, her hands clutching the sheets in a white-knuckled grip as I pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

I thrust my fingers inside her, feeling her walls tighten around them. She was so wet, so ready, and it drove me to the brink of madness. "Please, Ravi," she begged, her voice a desperate whisper. "I need you inside me. Now."

I stood, quickly shedding my clothes, my cock straining with need. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of me, her gaze filled with hunger and anticipation. Climbing back onto the bed, I positioned myself at her entrance. "Ready, baby?" I asked, my voice rough with desire.

"Yes," she breathed, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer. "Please, Ravi. I need you."

With a powerful thrust, I buried myself inside her, both of us groaning at the sensation. I paused for a moment, savoring the feel of her tight around me, and then began to move. My thrusts were hard and deep, each one eliciting a muffled cry from her as she bit her lip to keep from screaming.