Disclaimer: All if the following characters are over 18 and not related.
I am all excited for what is about to happen. Was it smart? No. Were we able to ignore it? Also no. We've been teasing each other for weeks since the day we met. We worked each other up until we couldn't let it slide any more.
I had to have you from the get-go before I even realized it myself. I wanted you as mine as much as I wanted to be yours. Since the first touch, the first conversation, I was teasing you. I teased you by showing you what you could have but I never gave it to you fully and I made you crave me as much as I crave you. I can still recall what I've been feeling and thinking on that warm day in early autumn when we met for the first time. Well, the first time for me.
You knew who I was before you even showed up on my radar. We met in a crowded room surrounded by mutual friends and you made the first step by greeting me in a very vocal way. Before that moment I had never put eyes on you even though I noticed afterwards that we had met a couple of times already. But when my eyes met yours I knew that I wanted you. There was a need, almost primal, to be with you, to let you do with me whatever you'd desire and the smirk on your face showed me that you felt it too. I wanted to grab the short brown hair with my hands. I wanted to lock my bright blue eyes into your darker ones. I wanted to feel your lips on mine. I wanted your big hands wrapped around my neck. I wanted them to grab my long blonde hair while you fuck me from behind. All those needs flooded me instantly. This desire has been a couple of weeks ago. Time passed by and a lot of conversations happened and here we are.
I am wet for you all day already. I'm needy for your touch. I'm needy for your voice telling me what to do. I'm needy for your attention that would lay on me and on me only. You came around in the afternoon and I pulled you into the apartment as fast as I could. You pulled me close to you and kissed me deeply. No words were needed. I guided you to the bedroom because I couldn't wait a second longer. I needed to feel you inside of me. This first time didn't need any warm up or preparation. I was already on fire. You could take your time with the second round and I could tell that it was the same feeling for you.