In the dimly lit hallway, the scent of her perfume lingering, he can't resist the urge to follow her into her room. She's waiting, her eyes reflecting the moonlight, her breath ragged with anticipation. He presses her against the wall, his hands roaming her body, finding her wet and ready. She moans as he enters her, her nails digging into his back, marking him. They fuck hard, their bodies slapping together, the sound echoing in the silent house, their cries of pleasure drowning out the world outside.