Bittersweet Reunion: Ex's Bountiful Bliss
In the throes of a passionate argument, the exes' voices rise, echoing in the empty room. She accuses him of never truly loving her, while he retorts that she was always too cold, too distant. The more they argue, the closer they inch towards each other, the air between them charged with a familiar electricity. His hands find her waist, and she clutches at his shoulders, their bodies pressing together. She can feel his hardness against her stomach, and she moans, her resolve crumbling. He takes advantage, kissing her roughly, his tongue invading her mouth. She responds in kind, her hands moving to his belt, eager to free his substantial cock. He grunts as she palms him, his length throbbing in her hand. "Fuck, I've missed this," he breathes, before lifting her up and carrying her to the nearby bed, ready to reacquaint himself with her curves in the most carnal way possible.