His eyes scanned the room a hungry beast
he was alone for the night. The tension built palpable a silent invitation. He knew what he wanted.
A glance a whisper. His gaze held a promise.
He stepped closer heartbeats quickening.
Skin on skin a silent conversation began.
Every touch a new sensation every moan a surrender.
Unleashing his desires.
The rhythm intensified a relentless surge.
He found his release.
Spent he lay there a lingering warmth.
The room returned to quiet but the energy remained.
He savored the moment a whispered secret.
His gaze drifted a silent question.
The world outside waited with him only the moment.
A quiet confidence a subtle invitation.
He rose invigorated ready for whatever came next.
The memory lingered a sweet sensation.
A final look back a silent promise.
The night was young and so was he.
He knew this was just the beginning of pure abandon.
