We step through the door and it closes behind us. I glance at you and smile nervously and you take my hand and pull me towards you. I feel your hands slide round my waist, as you press me against the wall. Your lips touch my neck softly, teasing me and I begin to feel weak.
You move your hands up my top and with one finger you trace a pattern down my stomach to my waistline. I tremble with anticipation. Your finger strokes up my back and unhooks my bra. Then you gently pull my top up over my head and drop it to the floor. You kiss down my body to the top of my jeans. Here you stop, and pull me towards the stairs. I follow willingly, eager to see what other surprises you have in store for me. We reach the bedroom and I'm in your arms, on the bed, not really remembering how I got there.
I stare into your eyes and run my fingers through your hair as we lay there and I feel your hand stroke all over my body. You lean in and kiss me tenderly. Something sparks low in my body and I suddenly push you down and straddle you. I nip your neck and I hear you gasp. I push into you, sharing my heat. You place your hands on my hips, holding me. I can feel your erection through both of our jeans and it makes me want to push harder. As I do, you groan with pleasure. I kiss and bite your neck, still grinding hard and slow against your erection.