Legends and Twisted Truth

/- Lewis -/

As the moonlight filtered through the window, casting a soft glow over the room, Dianne and I lay intertwined on the bed, our bodies pressed together in a tender embrace. The heat of our passion still lingered between us, igniting a fire that burned brighter with every touch, every caress.

With a gentle touch, I traced my fingers along the curve of Dianne's spine, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch. She shivered in response, her breath coming in ragged gasps as I kissed my way down her neck, my lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

Her hands roamed freely over my body, exploring every inch of skin as if committing it to memory. With a soft moan, she arched against me, her desire evident in the way her body responded to my touch.