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As the clock struck midnight, they met in the dimly lit hotel room, their eyes locking in a sultry gaze. He was tall and handsome, his muscular frame perfectly sculpted, and she was a stunning vision of femininity, with curves in all the right places.

He approached her slowly, taking in her beauty and the soft scent of her perfume. He leaned in close and whispered, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

A shiver ran down her spine as his warm breath caressed her neck. She turned to face him, a sly smirk on her lips, and said, “I’ve been waiting for you to make your move.”

With a devilish grin, he drew her in and kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing with hers in a fiery tango. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips and pulling her close.

Her heart raced as he began to undress her, his hands deftly undoing the buttons on her blouse. With a flick of his wrist, he removed her bra, exposing her pert breasts to his hungry gaze.

He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking it gently, while his hand found its way down to her thighs, sliding up under her skirt. His fingers traced the edge of her panties, teasing her with light strokes, before slipping inside to explore her wetness.

She moaned and arched her back, pressing herself harder against him. Her own hands fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers. She pulled it off, revealing his chiseled chest and abs.

He lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her to the bed. He pushed her down onto the soft sheets, and she spread her legs, inviting him in.

He positioned himself over her, his cock hard and ready to enter her, and bent down to whisper in her ear, “Are you ready for me?”

She nodded, barely able to control her desire for him, and he slowly slid inside her, filling her completely. She gasped at the sensation of him, of the heat and the friction, and he began to move, picking up speed and depth with each thrust.

They were lost in each other, consumed by the pleasure of their bodies entwined. With every stroke, every kiss, every touch, they moved closer to ecstasy.

Finally, they climaxed together, their bodies trembling and their hearts pounding. They lay there, spent and sated, their limbs entangled, until the sun began to rise.

As she dressed to leave, he took her hand and said, “Can we do this again?”

She smiled, her eyes meeting his, and replied, “Midnight Seduction…every night, if you want.”
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