Romance and Desire: guy moaning sounds

Rain lashes the floor-to-ceiling windows in guy moaning sounds. She stands soaked in an unbuttoned white shirt, nipples dark against wet fabric. In guy moaning sounds, the shirt drops, and rain-cold skin meets warm palms. She backs against the glass, city lights strobing across her body while her hand disappears between her thighs for guy moaning sounds. Every thrust of her fingers fogs the window anew. Thunder rolls just as her knees buckle in guy moaning sounds; lightning flashes on her open mouth mid-orgasm. When the storm quiets, the only sound in guy moaning sounds is water dripping from her hair and the soft click of her satisfied sigh against the pane.