In the dead of night, petite receives hard penetration and silent moans

It was one o'clock in the morning, and the silence of the house was absolute. All you could hear was the distant ticking of a clock and the deep breathing of him, lying next to him. She, with her eyes wide open in the gloom, felt the heat rising through her belly. It wasn't just insomnia: it was pure, urgent desire, which made his whole body throb and moistened his skin.