As I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my high-rise apartment, gazing out at the glittering tapestry of city lights, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation coursing through my veins. It was a warm summer evening, and the air was alive with the distant hum of traffic and the occasional wail of a siren in the distance. But my focus wasn't on the city's symphony; it was on the woman who was about to arrive at my doorstep. Luci, my former spouse, was a woman who embodied the essence of sensuality. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back like a river of gold, and her athletic physique was honed from years of dedication to her craft as a dancer. Her eyes sparkled with a playful glint, a constant reminder of the adventurous spirit that had drawn me to her in the first place. Tonight, we were to meet once again, not as husband and wife, but as two individuals bound by a shared history and an unquenchable thirst for passion. The doorbell chimed, breaking the spell of my reverie. I made my way to the entrance, the soft carpet beneath my feet a gentle caress. As I opened the door, Luci stood before me, her presence as commanding as ever. She wore a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, leaving little to the imagination. The neckline plunged deep, revealing the swell of her breasts, and the hem rode high up her thighs, teasing glimpses of her toned legs. "Welcome," I said, stepping aside to let her in. My voice was low and husky, betraying my arousal. Luci smiled, her lips painting a seductive curve. "It's been too long," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. As she entered, the door closed behind her with a soft click, enveloping us in the intimate space of my apartment. The air was thick with tension, heavy with unspoken promises. I took her hand, leading her to the living room where candles flickered softly, casting shadows that danced across the walls. We stood facing each other, the space between us electric. Then, without a word, I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. The touch sent shivers down my spine. Luci's eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the desire burning within them. My fingers trailed down her neck, tracing the curve of her shoulder before drifting lower. I cupped her breast, feeling the firmness beneath my palm. Luci's breath hitched as I circled her nipple with my thumb, watching as it hardened under my touch. She reached up, her hands weaving into my hair as she pulled me closer. Our lips met in a fierce kiss, tongues clashing as we devoured each other. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in this sea of passion. As we broke apart for air, Luci's hands moved to my shirt, undoing the buttons with deft fingers. She pushed it off my shoulders, revealing my chest. Her mouth descended upon me, tracing kisses along my skin before she found my nipple and sucked hard. I groaned, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through me. My hands roamed her body, tracing every curve and contour. I reached behind her and found the zipper of her dress, slowly pulling it down. The fabric slid off her shoulders and pooled at her feet, leaving her standing before me in nothing but a pair of red panties. Luci's hands moved to my pants, unbuckling my belt before she slid them down along with my underwear. My erection sprang free, hard and throbbing with need. She wrapped her hand around me, pumping slowly as she watched me with hungry eyes. I couldn't take it anymore. I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to the bedroom. The bed was cool against our heated skin as I laid her down. I stood over her, taking in the sight of her sprawled out before me. "Spread your legs," I commanded, my voice firm with desire. Luci obeyed, parting her thighs wide. I knelt between them, running my hands up her legs before reaching the apex of her thighs. I pulled her panties aside and slid two fingers into her wet heat. "Oh God," Luci moaned, arching her back as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. I withdrew them and brought them to my mouth, tasting her essence before bending down to replace them with my tongue. Luci cried out as I lapped at her clit, sucking hard before moving lower to tongue fuck her. She was writhing beneath me when I finally rose up and positioned myself at her entrance. With one thrust, I buried myself deep inside her. Luci's eyes flew open as she felt me stretch her wide. I began to move, pumping into her with long strokes. The room was filled with the sound of our panting and the slap of our bodies meeting. Luci's legs wrapped around me, pulling me deeper with each thrust. As we neared our climax, I reached down and found her clit with my thumb. Rubbing it in circles brought Luci to a screaming orgasm. Her muscles clenched around me as she came, milking me until I joined her in release. We lay there afterwards, entwined in each other's arms as we caught our breath. The city outside continued its endless dance, but in this moment, all that mattered was us. Eventually, we stirred from our languid haze. Luci got up and walked to the bathroom to clean up. I watched her go before getting up myself and following after her. The shower was warm as we stepped under its spray together. We washed each other's bodies, our hands roaming over familiar terrain. After we finished and dried off, we collapsed onto the bed once more. This time, our lovemaking was slower and more sensual. We explored each other's bodies with mouths and hands until we were both ready again. As we finally drifted off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms in the early hours of dawn on that summer morning in 2023 , I knew that this night would be etched in my memory forever—a testament to the enduring power of passion between two souls meant to be together under any circumstances or era .
Midnight Mirage in the City of Dreams

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