"No cuddling," Drew said as he struggled to unlock the door. "It complicates things."
"Fine," I breathed, I was getting so frustrated by his rules. Drew and I had been together for close to 3 years when we found out that the love we once shared was no longer there. Yet for some reason we kept going back to each other. Well, I knew the reason... the sex. The sex was always mind blowing with him and no matter how mad we were, or how much we didn't love each other. I kept coming back for more.
"Ok," Drew finally got the door open and couldn't keep his hands from exploring every inch of the body he knew so well. "Just don't get the wrong idea."
"It's just sex. I don't love you, and so on, now shut the hell up." I was getting close to leaving, when his lips found the spot on my neck that drove me crazy. I had to try very hard not to cum right then and there. I almost couldn't handle myself when he pinched my nipple.
By this point I was backed up against a wall with Drew pinning me there and this hungry look in his eyes. He lifted my knee so I could wrap it around him. I felt his stiffening cock grind up against my waiting clit. His hand was making its way up my skirt and I was going crazy. His other hand was up my shirt and in what seemed to fast too comprehend he had my shirt off and pulling the straps of my bra down my arms. I was trying so hard not to rush it, but my body couldn't help it. I had his shirt off and his belt undone in a matter of seconds.
Then, taking me by complete surprise, Drew picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his hips and he dropped me on the couch. I grabbed hold of his pants and started to pull them down, but he pulled away.
"What's wrong?" I asked. I was slightly at his need to wait. In the past that was the one and only thing that drove him mad.