Mike watched as Vanessa emerged from the bathroom, her long blonde hair cascading down her back. She was wearing a lace black nightgown that hugged her curves perfectly, leaving very little to his imagination. A familiar heat began to build in his groin as he took in her beauty.
"Hey," she said, walking over to the bed. "You know, I had the craziest dream last night."
"Oh yeah? What happened?" Mike asked, patting the spot next to him on the bed.
Vanessa climbed onto the bed, sitting next to him. "Well, I dreamed we were in a hot tub, surrounded by candles. We were kissing and touching each other...it was so intense."
Mike's eyes darkened with desire. "That sounds amazing. I wish I could have been there to make it real."
Vanessa leaned in, pressing her lips against his in a gentle kiss. Mike responded, deepening the kiss as he slid his arms around her. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her through the thin fabric of her nightgown.
Their kisses grew more heated, their tongues dancing in a sensual rhythm. Mike's hands slid under the hem of her nightgown, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips and buttocks. Vanessa moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch.
Mike broke the kiss, his eyes locking onto hers. "I want you, Vanessa. Right now."
Without waiting for a response, Mike pushed the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders, revealing her breasts. He lowered his head, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. Vanessa gasped, arching her back and offering herself to him.
He switched to the other nipple, repeating the teasing motions. His other hand slid between her thighs, finding her wetness. He began to tease her, his fingers driving her wild with desire.
"Mike," she moaned, her body trembling with each touch. "I need you inside me."
He lifted his head, looking into her eyes. "You have me," he said before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust into her in one smooth motion.
Their moans filled the room as they began to move. Mike's hands gripped Vanessa's hips, guiding her as she rode him. Her breasts bounced with each movement, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
As their climax approached, Mike increased his pace. His thrusts became more urgent, driven by his need for release. Vanessa matched his movements, her body clenching around him.
With a final thrust, Mike found his release. He groaned, his body trembling with the intensity of his orgasm. Vanessa followed soon after, her body shaking as she cried out his name.
As their breathing slowed, Mike pulled Vanessa into his arms. They lay there, basking in the afterglow of their intimate encounter.