City Lights

The living room was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from the streetlights streaming through the large bay window. The curtains were slightly parted, offering a glimpse of the outside world that sparked a thrill in Marcus's chest. He stood behind Hannah, close enough to feel the warmth of her body, and wrapped his arms around her waist as she leaned against the window frame, the city below oblivious to their play.

They started fully clothed, the air thick with an undercurrent of anticipation. Marcus turned her around, capturing her lips in a deep, lingering kiss that left them both breathless. His fingers trailed up her spine, tugging gently at her hair, and she arched into him. The sensation was electric, lighting up her nerves in a way she hadn't expected. As they kissed, Marcus's hand slid under her shirt, tracing her skin with deliberate slowness.