Her hands made their way up her short skirt surreptitiously as she sat next to him on the couch. The documentary on the screen droned on as Jack sat next to her, seemingly entranced by the monotonous voice over. Meli slowly slipped her lace panties off, then stood up and dropped them on his lap as she walked to his bedroom.
She left the door open behind her. As she turned around to see if he would follow, he entered the room holding her panties. The lace material fell at her feet as he ran one hand up her inner thigh. Their eyes met briefly before he pulled her in for a deep kiss. She loved the way he kissed. He devoured her and she tried her best to devour him. His right hand grabbed her bare ass under her skirt and drawing her hips towards him so she could feel his erection against her.
She began to lift up the back of his shirt, wanting to dig her nails into his skin. The pressure mounted as their tongues feverishly intertwined, tasting each other. She lifted her leg, wrapping it around him, feeling even closer to him.
To her regret, he broke the kiss, deftly maneuvering her onto his bed. She could feel how strong he was as he lifted her with ease. Knowing how easily he could move her around excited her. He allowed her to tumble backwards onto the bed as he yanked off his shirt.