You pick me up from my place like usual. I'm wearing my favorite red sweater with a black skirt and high heels. When I get in the car you notice I'm wearing makeup. Nothing much, but the dark red lipstick is obvious. I smile with mock innocence and we go.
The ride is torturous as ever with both of us undressing each other with our eyes, and thinking about what will happen the minute that door closes. And it doesn't help any that I have one hand on the back of your neck and the other stroking your thigh, looking at you with lust and need.
"If you don't knock it off I'm going to have to spank you." You claim.
Your voice is husky and dark. I can hear how much you want me. I can feel myself getting wet just by the sound of your voice telling me you want to spank me.
"Are you listening to me, pet?" snapping back to reality I remove my hands from you and let you drive.
After what feels like forever we arrive at your place and get out. I walk up the stairs ahead of you, knowing all to well that you're looking at my ass. We get inside and I turn around to look at you.
I drop my bag and push against you, looking you in the eyes. I breathe heavily saying that I can't wait any longer, and kiss you. You pull me close and turn around, pushing me against the door as we continue to kiss longer and harder. I run my hands down your body till I reach your belt and fumble to undo it quickly. We look at each other for a moment and then you get that look in your eyes. That lusty primal look.
Quickly you grab my hands and pin them over my head while you kiss my neck up to my ear. You kick my feet apart and press your hips into mine completely pinning me to the door.
"I'm sorry, was there something you wanted?" you whisper arrogantly in my ear. I moan softly and my knees weaken.
