They kissed at the corner. She pressed her body up against his, trying to convey her desire and need of him. But he pulled back, hesitating.
"I just don't think I should come up to your apartment," he said. "I can't give you what you're looking for."
"All I'm looking for is for satisfaction tonight," she said. She kissed him again, pulling his tongue into her mouth and sucking on it like she wanted to do to his cock.
His willpower was fading, and after kissing her in return, he lowered his head in defeat as she led him by the hand into her apartment building. In truth, he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
She cornered him again in the elevator, rubbing her hand over his cloth-covered erection. He moaned in pleasure as she kissed him.
Once she opened the door to her apartment, there were no words. He pressed her up against the wall, letting his desire take over his thoughts, and kissed her back with passion as his hands lifted her top and touched her soft back, his thumbs coming around to caress her breasts.
Her hands were pulling his shirt from his pants, too, needing to feel his skin against hers. He kissed her neck, and her head fell back as she sighed. Her neck was always one of her erogenous zones, and touch or kisses there gave her goosebumps up and down her arms.
She pulled off his shirt and led him into her bedroom. He had already removed her shirt and had lifted one of her breasts from the bra to pull into his waiting mouth.