She was driven a hunger that pulsed beneath her skin. He couldn't resist the magnetism of her dark skin.
Their eyes met a silent promise of what was to come. His hand found hers. 
She was a enchantress his undoing. Her body pressed against his. 
The air crackled with unspoken longing. 
A trail of heat followed. 
A soft moan escaped. 
There was no turning back. 
She responded in kind. 
Their bodies intertwined. 
The night was young. 
She arched into him. 
A primal urge. 
Burning bright and wild. 
Her moans filled the air. 
The obsessed movie sex scene unfolded. 
A powerful force. 
Their bodies still joined. 
Etched in time. 
The memory lingered. 
A cycle of desire. 
