I sound like a complete hypocrite. I want this man more than anything else in my entire life. But I don't want him to think that I always go off with people after sharing just one amazing kiss.
He laces his fingers through mine and entwines them together. We go out the side entrance so not to attract attention. My mind is in a daze, but constantly screaming, to be careful. You're surrounded my other students from your college. We leave the club and hail a taxi almost immediately. Danny gives his address on the campus and the taxi heads off.
While we're in the backseat, I remember I've left Emma in the club!!!!!
I text her to explaining the situation. She told me to enjoy myself and not to worry about her as she had already pulled. I had to smile, it couldn't be helped. Everything seems to be working out. I cuddled up to him and just enjoyed him holding me and trailing kisses along my neck. We quickly arrived at our location and my heart started to race, what is going to happen now? Danny smiles and pulls me into him for another amazing kiss. My breathing was getting heavy, my chest heaving with the level of lust I had for him.
I softly whispered in his ear, "Take me to bed."
His eyes shimmered as he grabbed me close, his hand wandering all over my back, down over my ass, and back up again. I was glad I wore my sexy underwear tonight.
We finally got to his apartment door; he opened it and quickly brought me inside and closed it again. Now we were completely alone. My heart was going to come out of my chest if I didn't calm down. We almost ran into each other's embrace. The kissing heated as though we might never have a moment like this again. Danny's mouth pulled and nibbled on my lips, I could feel myself getting wet. Our tongues fighting each other, to get into the other's mouth. Our hands were everywhere. I had slipped my hands under his shirt to feel the hard, lean muscles that were sending me into a fit. I wanted him now, to hell with the consequences. His hands had started to work their way up my thigh, lifting the skirt of my dress as he went. My leg was resting up on his hip. His cock rubbing up against my pussy, it felt so good I just had to moan. His hand had reached my hip. He could feel the pattern of my black lace French panties, when suddenly he stopped.
"Kerry, I want you. I need you. But tonight I want to pleasure you beyond your wildest dreams. I want this to be just about you." His breathing was heavy from our kissing and touching.
"But, what about you? You need release as well," as I said this, I slid my hand over his throbbing erection. He groaned in pleasure.
He turned me around and pulled the zipper down on the dress. It fell to my feet and I stepped out of it, leaving me standing in my high heels, black lace underwear and a corset to match. His eyes looked like they were about to pop. He stared at my body making me very self-conscious.
