She was waiting for him her gaze burning. Her pulse quickened as she dreamed of his kiss. He entered the room his eyes filled with desire. Their bodies met a silent promise passing between them. The night was young as they drew closer. Every touch was electric a symphony of sensation. She moaned softly as he traced her curves. The air thickened as they reached new heights. After the intensity a gentle calm descended. They lay intertwined the echoes of their passion lingering. The dawn's soft glow hinted at another day. Yet the embers of desire still burned within them. She remembered his touch as the day unfolded. The image of them replayed in her mind. She anticipated their next encounter. The daily routine seemed to fade. Only the memory of him remained. She knew they would meet again. Their passion had just ignited. And she eagerly awaited what came next.