I hear the engine before your headlights flash across the window. The low rumble makes my heart pulse. It's so like you to have a car that sounds like your moans in the night, the funny little thought soothes my raw senses. I wait in a darkened room, candles lit and music softly floating over me, warm and soft on the big leather couch. I hear you come through the door, tossing your keys and shedding your coat, I know the noises, and yet my breath catches as I hear you make your way toward the candlelight. Am I nervous? Excited? Both, I decide. It's a delicious feeling that I know I'll never tire of.
And then you are there, standing over me, eyes hooded and jaw set as you loosen your tie with a tug and a smile. I smile back, knowing you like what you see, happy that you are here, at last.
Tossing the tie, you kneel and bend into my arms, sighing as you sink into my embrace. My thighs automatically wrap around your waist, my legs entwine with yours.
"My god, you feel so damn good", you growl in my ear, your lips on my skin sending a chill down my neck.
"I missed you," I whisper. "I'm glad you're here."
Raising up, you look at me with tenderness and fire. How do you make your eyes burn like that? I wonder. Lowering to meet my gaze, your lips hover over mine, barely skimming along until you have me squirming. "I'm here, babygirl, tell me what you want." your teeth capture my lip, and you begin a slow suck. My nails rake down your back and I moan.
"I want us naked, I want you wrapped around me, and I want it to last all night." I am almost breathless as you run your hand down my side and back up to capture my breast. Your thumb grazes my nipple, and I feel the rumble in your chest when you feel it pebble under your touch.
"Hmmm...do you think you are ready for all that?" Your voice is deep and sexy, your tongue is playing around my lips. "Let's see, sweet girl, if you want me as bad as you say." Moving to the side, your hand moves up my leg and grips my knee, pushing it up and out. Your fingers trail along my thigh and you graze your knuckles across my satin covered pussy. "Hot...check." you whisper against my cheek. Your fingers travel under the lace hem, "Soft...check." Your lips are against my neck, nipping and kissing. My hips grind toward your probing thumb, as you palm my whole sex. As your thumb slides inside, your teeth tug at my camisole, seeking my aching nipple. "Soaking wet...god...check." I feel your mouth on my nipple as I cry out, your fingers sliding across my ass while you fuck my slowly with your thumb.
