I heard a light tap on the door and opened it in my sexiest lingerie. It was a matching bra and panty set- lacy, black, and extremely revealing. I leaned against the door frame with my arms crossed and looked at Harris, saying nothing. He just stood there for a few seconds looking unsure and trying to keep his eyes on my face. He wore nothing but boxers and I could see quite a bulge in them.
"I wondered how long it would take you to come to my bedroom," I commented.
I could see the light bulb click on in his head. "You planned this whole thing, didn't you!" he exclaimed. I just smiled and backed into the room. I beckoned him with my finger and he followed me in, stopping a few feet from me. I stepped up to him, reached out my finger and ran it lightly down his bare chest.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked. "There's no going back from here."
"What I
want
is for you to stop doing your annoying mannequin impression and kiss me. Then I want you to undress me and fuck me all night long. I get wet just thinking about you and your beautiful cock. I need you inside me and I don't want to wait anymore."
He looked at me with hungrily and I could see the lust in his hazel eyes. He pulled my face to his and kissed me, slowly at first, but then with more fervor when I kissed him back. I wanted to work him into such a frenzy that he wouldn't be able to control his passion. I bit his lower lip and he slipped his tongue in my mouth. I slipped my hand into his waistband and teased the skin around the base of his cock, never quite touching it.
"Chris," he groaned and suddenly pushed me back onto the bed. He spread my legs with his knees and knelt in between them, still kissing me. He broke the kiss and ran his hands up my stomach to the bottom of my demi-cup bra. "You have such a beautiful body. So strong and soft at the same time."