She knocks on your door. It's 8:30 in the morning. You are naked in your bed, still sleepy and warm from the night.
You tell her to come in. The door is unlocked, you expected her. Still, you can't take the smile off your face when you finally see her.
She looks at you in the eyes, smirks, and locks the door back. The world outside can wait.
She gets closer to you, takes her jacket and shoes off, and crawls into bed with you. She slowly pushes down the cotton sheets to your waist. She looks at you, she is patient. You are not.
She starts to kiss your neck. At first with soft lips, then with her tongue as she goes lower. She bites your shoulder. You gasp. She smirks.
Her hand starts to slowly touch your ribs, then your hips. Goose bumps.
Your legs are already open for her and you're dripping. So fucking ready, you're almost ashamed of it.
You take her by the base of her neck, you kiss her good and you flip her over. You want her clothes gone. All of them. You need to feel your skin against hers, your breasts rubbing against each other. You want to touch and devour every inch of her body and take your time. Even if it kills you to not just jump on her, you want her more.
You take off every item she is wearing, except her panties. You will take care of that soon enough.
You are straddling her thigh and she can feel just how fucking wet you are. You kiss her neck and tease her sides with your hand, then underneath her left breast. God, you love that spot. So soft. So sensitive.
You can't help but grind a little on her thigh while you touch her.
She can tell from your breath shortening and the small sounds you make in her ears that you need that friction. That you are in an ungodly battle between your desire to give and your desire to take.
At that point, you just snap. You take her hand and put it right where you need it on your clit. You can't stop the dirty sounds that comes out of your throat, so you muffle it by laying your face on her chest, and you grind. Fuck, she feels so good.
You pick up the pace, unable to stop yourself. Your chest and your neck are pink flushed, and your knuckles white from grabbing the sheets on both sides of her head. At one point, she grabs you by the hip, and she stops you.
"Behave" she says. "I set the pace."
She groans, and it's your turn to smirk. Only you know the effect that word has on her. It's your little secret. You cherish it.
Against all odd, you manage to contain yourself. You feel her left hand lightly stroke your back while her right hand still works wonders between your legs. She can feel the shivers going straight through your spine when she does that.
Those hands, all over your body. You are just a moaning mess at this point. Your breath is ragged, your legs are shaking. You're about to come right on top of her. And then...
She stops. She just fucking stops.
"NOOO FUCK please don't stop," the last part is barely audible, "please." You're so desperate, you think you're about to die.
But then, she growls, and that stops you instantaneously.
She looks at you with her deep green eyes. Shivers pass through your entire body, but you stay still. Transfixed.
Never breaking eye contact, she grabs your hips, lowers herself, and align you right in front of her face. And fuck, you just got what she is about to do.
You can't control the weak ass moan that comes out of it.
She goes for a long flat stroke straight on your clit. "Oh my god...". You grab the headboard for support, because your legs just gave up. It doesn't take long. She enters one finger, curl it just the right way, and sucks your clit.
"Fuck, I'm gonna... please"
"Nop, not good enough", she says. "Please who?"
"Please, Sir" you beg. "Please let me come."
That does it. You suddenly go from a moaning mess to no sounds at all until waves of pleasure go through your spine and make your entire body shakes. "Fuck". It's so overwhelming, you try to escape, but she holds you down and that makes you come even stronger.
When she feels like you can't take it anymore, she flips you and press you down on the mattress, and she kisses you upward until she reaches your lips. You can taste yourself on them, and it's nothing less than heavenly.
She takes you in her arms. It's soft, it's warm. It's love, it's friendship. It's intimacy.
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