Kelsey
Slowly she peels away her clothes. Eyes painted gold and
lust on her lips she teases with each movement making me wonder what will
vanish next. Biting her lip after she
whispers “I want you.” She plays the
perfect victim, waiting for me to feast on her desire.
Seconds pass as our hearts race. In moments she is pressed against the door, hands
raised above her, my breath heavy on her neck. “Don’t move.” I command as I
kneel in front of her. Her legs spread
as my tongue navigates her thighs nibbling my way up to her moistness. Delicately I shift her panties to the side. She moans softly as I flick her clit with my
tongue, swallowing her passion. She
grinds into my hungry mouth knowing, wanting, expecting more.
As she shudders and small ripples of pleasure course over
her I rise offering her my tongue so that she tastes herself. Greedily she accepts it as I pin her tense
arms above her head yet again. Any
moment now the door she is pressed against could open yet care and caution have
been tossed to the wind.
Biting her neck I lower one hand to find my buckle. Her breath catches when she realizes how far
we are going. It was tease and quick
passion no longer. She gasps as I ease
into her, one slow inch at a time. She
involuntarily responds by lifting a leg, allowing my cock to enter her
completely. “We shouldn’t “ She whispers as her skirt hides the depth of
our games. “Don’t move your arms.” I
whisper into her ear. She does as she is
told.
