As darkness falls over the city, most people have already scurried into their destined hovels. Bars and clubs have lit up and a light chatter spills out from their doors, past the smokers that clustered round the entrances. High above the bustling city I lean against a wall on a rooftop, watching your eyes light up as you take in the view, the sun disappearing over the horizon. You turn to me, your face lit by the orange hue of the sunset, and I catch a glimpse in the corner of your mouth of your lovely smile. The pale light makes your skin look even softer than it is, and your eyes sparkle with a mixture of joy and need.
"Its beautif-" you start to say, but I raise my finger to your mouth and cut you off in mid sentence. I smile at you naughtily, and pull you into my embrace, meeting your lips in a kiss as my arms snake round behind you and give your bottom a gentle squeeze. You lean into me and break the kiss to let out a sigh, so I pull your hair to the side and expose your neck so that I can kiss and nibble at it.
You tilt back your head and sigh again, this time breaking into a moan midway, as I slide my hand down between your thighs and stroke upwards gently through your jeans.
Suddenly, need that I had seen boiling away in your eyes just a few seconds before bubbles to the surface. You slide your hands underneath my shirt and dig them in, raking them down my back causing me to throw my head towards the sky and moan hoarsely. You take advantage of this, biting my neck hard and liberate one of your hands to tug at by shirt, trying to rip it open. I realise your intention, and aid you in ripping my shirt before helping you remove your top and bra. Our nipples stand out in the cold night air, a sight I find just a little too tempting. I push you towards the wall and kiss down your neck line to your breasts. Alternating between the hot of my sucks and licks and the cold of my fingers,