The air between them was thick with anticipation, an electric current sparking between two souls who had been apart for too long. He watched her step into the dimly lit room, the faint glow from the city lights casting a sultry shimmer over her curves. She was even more stunning than he remembered—her dark hair falling over one shoulder, her eyes smoldering with unspoken need. His gaze lingered on the gleam of metal against her skin, the small hoops and studs decorating her tongue, nipples, belly button, and clit. Each one was a temptation he had fantasized about more times than he could count.

She closed the door behind her and leaned against it for a moment, drinking him in. He was exactly as she remembered—strong in presence, commanding in the way he held himself despite the limitations of his body. He sat in his chair, but there was no mistaking the hunger in his eyes, the way his breath hitched as she crossed the room toward him.

"I missed you," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.

"I think about you all the time," he admitted, his voice deep and husky. "You have no idea what you do to me."

She straddled his lap without hesitation, her warmth pressing into him, her scent intoxicating. The feel of her against him, the way her body moved, sent shivers down his spine. He couldn't move his hands to touch her, but she had always understood how to guide their passion, how to make every moment between them burn with intensity.

She leaned in, her pierced tongue flicking against his lower lip before capturing his mouth in a slow, sensual kiss. He groaned as she deepened it, the cool metal of her tongue ring teasing against his. Her hands roamed his shoulders, his chest, memorizing him anew, igniting a fire that had been smoldering since their last encounter.

"I want to feel everything," she murmured, her lips tracing along his jaw, down to his neck. "I want you to tell me exactly what you want."

His breath came in sharp, uneven bursts. "I want you to take control. Show me how much you've missed me."

A wicked smile curved her lips as she slipped her fingers under the hem of her dress, slowly dragging it over her head to reveal bare skin, adorned only with the glinting piercings that made his pulse race. She took his hand, guiding it over her body, letting him feel the heat of her, the firm swell of her breasts, the tantalizing tug of the metal against her sensitive peaks.

"Every part of me is yours tonight," she whispered, pressing her forehead to his. "No limits. No holding back."

She moved against him, teasing and tormenting with slow, deliberate motions. Her hands explored every inch of him, her mouth lavishing kisses down his chest, savoring the way he responded to her. The cool contrast of her piercings against his heated skin sent shockwaves through his body, each touch a new sensation, a deeper pleasure.

She guided his mouth to her breast, letting him take her nipple between his lips, his breath warm against her skin. The sensation of his tongue flicking over the metal sent a shudder down her spine, her body arching in response. Her fingers tangled in his hair, her moans soft and breathy as he explored her with an intensity that left her trembling.

As she worked her way lower, he groaned, the intensity of her touch driving him to the edge. She took her time, savoring every reaction, every gasp, every moan that escaped his lips. The way she moved, the way she used every part of her body to bring them both to the height of pleasure, left them teetering on the edge of bliss.

When their bodies finally reached their peak, the release was nothing short of euphoric. They clung to each other, their breaths mingling, their hearts racing in tandem. The passion, the connection, the sheer intensity of the moment left them both trembling in the aftermath.

She curled against him, her fingers tracing lazy patterns over his chest, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "I think we made up for lost time," she murmured.

He chuckled, pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead. "That was just the beginning."

And as they lay entwined, spent but still yearning for more, they knew the night was far from over.