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Sounds
The room was filled with sound.
The soft patter of rain against the window.
The soft hum of the air conditioner.
The soft click of a key in the door.
Heels tapping against the wood in a hurried pace.
The intimate whisper of breath against skin.
The soft smacking sound of lips meeting.
The ruffle of clothing hitting the floor.
The creaking of the floorboards beneath them added to the urgency.
The soft thud of bodies falling onto the bed.
The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows across the tangled sheets.
Sheets rustled beneath them, the fabric shifting as they moved.
The buzzing of the vibrator between thighs.
The sharp and sudden sound of a shirt ripping open and followed by the distinct clatter of plastic buttons scattering against the cold, hard floor.
The slick sound of penetration as a soft whimper escaped her lips, her hands gripping him tightly..
The sharp sounds of skin clapping against skin, each clap echoing off the walls.
The sound of bed springs squeaking as they began
Moans of passion filled the air, raw and unrestrained.
The bed frame creaked loudly, the squeak of the springs responding to their sensual actions.
The headboard thudded against the wall in a relentless pounding, matching the passion of their movements.
A soft thud of book on the floor as it slipped from the edge of the nightstand and fell to the floor, its pages fluttering as it landed.
The clatter of a nearby lamp rattling on a bedside table.
The low growl of his husky voice.
Fingernails scrapping wood as hands clawed into the headboard.
The sharp sound of spanking wrung out as hand meet buttock.
Her sultry voice begged for more, each word laced with intense desire.
The final groan of passion as they reach climax.
The deep panting of their panting as they lay their for a second with bodies glistening with sweat.