He had a built frame and strong hands; blonde hair that complimented his pink undertone of skin. I looked for him anxiously, it being the first time we've met each other. I had worn something revealing; something to indulge him in his desires: shorts and a tank top with matching undergarments. Would he get the chance to see them? I thought to myself. I wondered as I stood by the stop sign, what exactly I had come here for. What was he here for?
I spotted a tall being in the corner of my eye and ripped my head down to collect my raging thoughts. Deep breaths. My body seemed to be hotter than usual. My hands shook at the thought of him even saying hello. But, I had to stay calm. I had to appear as though I was at ease, and that's exactly what I did after he caught up to my trembling shadow.
He called my name in the silence of the night. His deep voice resonated in my ears and I brought my head up to meet his blue eyes. I gulped because it was him. He was right in front of me. The same person I had seen a thousand times before behind a phone screen. I took a piece of hair in my hand and laced it around my fingers.
"Ben?" I must have looked starstruck because he chuckled to himself lightly. Stepping closer to me he peered down at my watchful stare.
"You wear that just to get me going?" A smirk lay across his face but I had forgotten to laugh. I breathed in as my mind flashed images of what I wanted him to do next. I was feverish standing so close in front of him. I wanted to say something back; something that would lure him in so he would lay his hands on me. I stepped back against the stop sign and tilted my head provocatively,
"I didn't." I lied through my anticipating lips. His eyes looked even more dangerous now as he moved a little closer to me.
"You're lying." The firmness in his voice masked the curl of his mouth on each side. He was feeling the same things as me. The lust, the tantalizing feeling of wanting to destroy each other's morals. I arched my neck upwards, settling on his vulgar expression. I could see it in his eyes; everything he wanted to do to me.
"And if I was?" I kept eye contact, reading into his tasteful grin. I, myself, had a seductive pout on my face. I assumed that he liked the way I presented myself by the way he slid his hand around the small of my back soon after my teasing comment. He sighed to himself and flicked his eyes around my body. His hot fingers spidered across my spine and lifted my shirt so he could feel the warm skin beneath it.
"Then I would have to punish you." His nose was touching mine but I could still see his eyes looking into me, seeing everything I desired, "Wouldn't I?" I swallowed the feeling I had in my lower stomach. I wanted to hold onto his strong shoulders while he pushed into me over and over... I was speechless. I wanted him. I wanted everything he could give to me and I wanted it in that moment. My knees almost buckled when he suggested we take his car back to his place. He had parked just around the corner and somehow I didn't feel afraid at all. I trusted him, although many would tell me I shouldn't. I was ready for anything he wanted to do, even if that meant going all the way.
We sat in his car and he found his way to my inner thigh. The palm of his hand rested just above the bend of my knee. I know he felt my legs shiver and twitch from how eager I was. My hips were already moving on their own at the mere thought of his presence. My panties were uncomfortably damp from the slow but firm squeezing he was lovingly giving my leg.
"We're almost there." He said, his face almost looking sympathetic. I glanced at my furrowed eyebrows and rosy cheeks in the rear view mirror and understood why he sounded concerned. I was like a bitch in heat. I needed to be taken care of. I needed to be fucked.
When we got inside, his hands pushed me by my waist into his bedroom. I took in the unfamiliar scent of a man, feeling even more aroused. He pushed me on the bed and bent over me, whispering with hot breath,
"You've really been tempting me." A crazed smile spread across my face. Tears threatened to fall from the restlessness in my chest. I was tingling everywhere he touched. He brought his hands up my hips and stomach but I pushed back and flipped myself over so that I was facing him. I wanted to see his lustful fixture on my skin. I sat in front of him, back against the wall with my legs spread open. I licked my lips, wondering how he tasted as he brought himself in between my limbs. I could see it. The bulge in his jeans. The growing want to be inside of me. I goggled at it as he pushed it closer to me. "You're a virgin right? Aren't you scared?" He asked like it would've been intriguing if I were frightened. But I wasn't, and I told him so,
"No..." I tried to convince him with my bravest look but he asked me again, this time bringing his finger up my neck. He dragged it up my chin and rubbed it on my lips, forcing entry. But he didn't need to use force, I took it in my mouth and circled it with my tongue.
"You should be." His dominance shown through the warning. But, I wasn't afraid. I wanted more.
"Why's that?" I questioned him, seeing where it would take me. He gave off a threatening aura as he touched the back of my neck with his palm and brought me closer into his gaze.
"I could do anything to you right now." He brought his hand around to the front of my throat and applied pressure lightly, "Are you scared now?" I ran my leg up his thigh and breathed out my final answer,
