Listen to this articleAlexa was an ebony goddess, her athletic curves honed to perfection. My Nubian queen radiated sensuality with every movement.
This morning, I found Alexa enthusiastically riding her personal trainer at the gym. Now she was pole dancing, weights grasped overhead, sports bra askew to reveal perky breasts. Her stamina and physique were unparalleled.
Watching Alexa work up a sweat stirred my desire. I approached and pinched her nipple, eliciting a throaty chuckle. “Couldn’t wait, could you?” Alexa purred.
She discarded the weights and wrapped strong legs around my waist. I claimed her lips in a searing kiss, reveling in her taste and scent.
I carried Alexa to a bench and spread her before me. My tongue explored slick folds as fingers probed her core. Alexa gripped my hair, urging me on with breathy moans.
Unable to resist any longer, I thrust into her tight heat. Alexa arched and cried out, muscles clenching around me. We moved together passionately until climax shuddered through us both.
After, Alexa lay across my chest, limber body draped over mine. I stroked ebony curls from her face, gazing into eyes darkened with satiation.
“Ready for another round, stud?” Alexa purred, hand trailing lower.
I grinned and rolled her beneath me once more. My insatiable siren, always you surprise me. Together we would push the limits of pleasure, again and again. My Alexa, you are a dream made flesh, and you have ruined me for any other.
