I involuntarily gasped as his hands made a grip around my naked body, resting it over my breasts while his fingers rested in my collar bone. My legs fold were spooned by his, I could feel his hairs dancing on the edge of his skin tickling my fleshy waxed legs. His face was dug in my hairs and my ears could catch the rhyme of his breathing as he inhaled and exhaled. My body synced with his breathing, and my spine was beating with his heart beats. I could feel the softness of my body against his masculine rough skin, while my ass rested on his crotch, which still was dangling and beating in sync with his heart beats. My thigh were engulfing the most sensitive part of my body which had gone wet with my built in release, and I couldn't control my heavy breathings.
I could still feel his lips against mine when he kissed me in the midst of the party we were in, it was a shock indeed and it electrified me with the contact of his tightly stretched red lips. The hairs of his moustache were tickling my upper lip as he engulfed my lower lip and kissed it, his hands had my thin waist in them as he briskly pulled me into him. I opened my eyes to see him enjoying probably the taste of my new strawberry lip balm I was wearing. The butterflies in my tummy trapped for hours were now escaping, I couldn't feel my legs and I let my whole body on him. We soon escaped from the party and the next thing I knew was we were kissing, in the lift, in the hallway and as we entered the room. My sync with his kisses was an acceptance I was giving with every pull and brush of his hand on my body I could feel skipping a beat.
The door went beep as he swiped the key card in it and he picked me up and I felt as if I was flying, holding my wings up I could no more control my body, we rushed in as I again kissed him, I was addicted to the taste of his lips, the game our tongues played and the slight tickling of his heavy black moustache and pointed hairs of his beard pushing into my soft skin.
The door behind us went shut and we heard the lock click, he pushed in the room key and the darkness of the room was conquered by the bright lights flashing the expensive golden furniture in it but we let the darkness win by switching off the lights as he threw me on the bed.
I could feel the heart racing, he was being rough just the way I liked it, I still stood up on my knees on that jelly bed and went close to him to pull him by his shirt and kiss him hard, it's not just him who should be rough I thought in my head.