Who knew that night would have ended the way it did – our clothes on the floor and sweat dripping down our bodies. A night that sparked a desire for each other that we could not resist. After that night, the simple thought of being with him gave me chills, a feeling I cannot describe.
The moment he opened the door, I knew it was going to be hard to resist. His friendly hug was the gateway to a flood of emotions I fought so hard to control, trying not to touch his arm when he said something funny or stared into his eyes without a dumb look on my face. After a few glasses of wine, we could no longer resist the natural urge to kiss each other.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked, and my soul almost left my body. I was shocked and confused by the way I was feeling throughout the night. I am usually straightforward when I see something I want, and I often get it. With him, all I wanted was to feel his skin against mine, the taste of his lips on mine, and most of all, I wanted to feel him inside of me.
Our energy exchange was visible, and the moment he kissed me, I unleashed my primal traits, and she was going to get what she wanted, no matter what.
“I want to fuck you,” he whispered in my ear. I swear that was the sexiest thing I had ever heard in my entire life. To hear out loud someone’s desire for you is priceless. I could feel my heart beating faster, and my hands were wandering his body, exploring every inch.
His lips on my neck felt like they belonged there; while his hands grabbed the back of my head, pulling my hair, my subtle moans became uncontrollable. My body craved his taste, his scent. The warmth of his tongue licking my breasts drove me to carve his back with my nails and scream his name.
I wanted him to confess his lust for me. I wanted to hear him scream my name. His scent was addictive, and I craved it.
As my tongue touched his body, I felt cute goosebumps. His body was begging for more. I made my way down to his thighs; his moaning became louder and louder as I moved closer to his crotch. I could feel how much he wanted me in my hands; I could feel how much he needed my body.
I gladly got on my knees for him. I would do it every time he asked if I could make a wish come true. As I pull his shorts down, my mouth waters with the desire to taste him. I loved watching his eyes devour my body and give me all his trust while I sucked his cock. Alternating from the deep throat and gentle lick made him unleash the beast inside of him. Watching him let go for me, made me feel accomplished and desired. It didn’t take much longer to feel his cum in my mouth. The sound of his voice screaming my name was enough to make me happy.
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