The rain continued its relentless descent, a soft roar enveloping Haruto and Kana in the secluded clearing behind the shrine. The forest stood silent, its dark trees swaying faintly, their leaves dripping as the storm wove a cocoon around the two lovers. Kana's body trembled, her skin slick with rain, her breasts heaving with each ragged breath as Haruto rose from his knees, his lips still tingling with her taste.
Her moans lingered in the air, soft and needy, her fingers still loosely tangled in his wet hair. The intimacy of the moment hung heavy, their connection deepened by the shared vulnerability of their nakedness in the storm.
Haruto's hands rested on Kana's hips, his fingers tracing the curve of her rain-soaked skin, feeling the warmth beneath the cool droplets. His cock, hard and pulsing, brushed against her thigh, the contact sending a shiver through him. Kana's eyes met his, dark and filled with trust, a silent invitation to explore further.
