She just got home, I knew because the dogs started running around the door.
Knowing she's mere seconds away from walking in the door made my groin ache and twinge under the fabric I was wearing on my lower half. That heat inside me rising at the proximity of the woman I've been thinking of for the last 8 hours and that she's about to walk through the door. Even going as far as edging myself multiple times over thoughts of what could happen when she walked in. God, what a state I find myself in, semi-erect, no underwear on in tight fitting pyjama trousers.
"Well, this isn't going to be obvious at all is it now." I chuckle to myself in my head.
My head snaps round to the door as I hear the handle and I get up, taking in the sight before me as she walks through the door. The legs leading up to those oh so gorgeous hips and the curve back into her waist, the way her hips move as she walks towards me, swaying as a tree would in a light breeze, the tight fitting short dress she was too body conscious to wear a few months ago, showing off her body shape. Good lord, she's utterly enthralling.
"Damn this is a losing battle I'm fighting here with myself" I say silently to myself as I continue to take in the sight before me.
The feminine shape of her shoulders, not angular like my own, soft and inviting, the curve upwards to her neck to where her lips reside on a face that could make me melt. I linger here awhile, wanting to press my own into them in an embrace before my own eyes dart upwards to hers. Piercing green, wide eyes staring back at me as she walks. Do I detect a flicker of hunger in them? It vanishes shortly after. I might be out of luck.
Slowly but surely, she saunters towards me, breaking me out of my reverie with two words.
"Miss me?" She says with a side grin, staring at me directly in the eye before planting a kiss on my lips.
I could of melted then and there.
"You're God damn right I missed you, how could I not." gesturing to all of her. She gives a small twirl in response and laughs.
"Is sex all you think about?" Noticing the growth between my legs as I'm standing in front of her.
I stammer a little, "uhhh no but it is alot, I've been watching TV whilst you were out with your friend, amongst other things.. but those things would belie the fact that I may think of sex alot..."
She laughs, a warm hearty laugh. She knows. She knows what I've been doing at home whilst she's been out. Edging myself to the point of no return and stopping short so i dont make a mess. I would say I could help it, but she planted the thought in my brain before she left. That damn plastic leather dress she bought. I'd worship her in it if I could. Front zipped, pops open perfectly when unzipped to reveal her pale white skin. Ugh, that image has been fuelling me.
"Well, I'm glad you had some fun whilst I was out." She finishes after her laugh.
"How was your afternoon/evening love?" I respond in kind. And she launches into a recollection of events as she sits down next to me on the edge of the sofa I've gone back to lounging on.
"I am rather tired now but..." she finishes her description of events. She leans forward a little and whispers in my ear, "I may also want what you want."
I felt like a wolf in a split second soon as she finished her sentence. Ears pricking up, that warmth spreading through me, returning fast. All of a sudden very aware of the seven words that just left her mouth. Feeling the words hit my ear drums and the breath on my ear felt surreal, but there they were. Spoken out loud.
The heat rising in me, I attempt to look sideways to match her face after she whispered in my ear but she blocks it and bites me in the neck. A calculated move.
I grab onto her shoulders to steady myself from the shock of the bite and the force of it, a groan leaving my mouth as I feel the teeth pressed into my neck, leaving a mark and a sharp pain that stays awhile.
She pulls away.
"You bastard..." I say with a smirk.
"Don't know what you're on about, I didn't do anything" She retorts, batting her eyelashes at me.
"You know full well what you did Missy, and you know how it ends." I snap back, voice deepening to a lower tone. She just continues to bat her eyelids at me.
I grab onto the front of her dress, where her cleavage is just slightly out on show, and pull her towards me.
"You know full well what biting me does..." I breathe into her mouth before I pull her directly onto my lips, lingering for a moment. Savoring the taste around her mouth.
She manages to grab my bottom lip between her teeth mid kiss, making my eyes roll upwards slightly.
What is it about being bitten..?
"Well, I'm going to go upstairs now, I need to get changed." She states, getting up, inadvertently putting my line of sight directly to her bum. Ugh.
I get up on impulse and follow her, allowing her to take the lead up the stairs, watching intently as she walks up the stairs in front of me, purposefully shaking her bum directly at me. That want is quickly turning into that need. I need to feel this woman's embrace, her legs wrapped around me, locking me together with her. No this isn't a want now, this is a need. Her body pressed against mine, hands pulling at bed sheets in pleasure, nails being raked down my back.
"Fuck.." I say out loud to noone in particular. Honestly that should of been in my head but my mouth betrayed my thoughts.
"Did you say something?" She asks at the top of the stairs.
Damn, she heard it. I know she heard it fully as she's now waving her bum directly at me from the top step of the stairs.
That side smirk again and a whole lotta side eye makes me dart up the stairs. She yelps at my sudden burst of speed towards her and runs to the bedroom trying to hide herself under the covers but she never had enough time to fully reach them. I get to her before she reaches the bed and grab her, pulling her back. Almost whirling her back into me. My hand plants itself at the base of her back, pulling her lower half to join mine, gently nudging her lower half into my fully erect self. My other hand snakes up her spine to the back of her head, pulling her in. Our lips crash together and I feel the sparks, sparks only this connection we have with each other could create.
12 years, and she can still make me feel like this. Holy shit.
Yet again, she manages to get my bottom lip in her mouth, biting down, causing that mix of pain and pleasure. I dig my nails into her clothing, responding to the action, unable to hold back the moan that it brings out. A deep guttural sound, right from the depths of my throat. I can feel her lips curving up in a grin as she has my lip in her mouth. She knows the power she has, and she's exploiting me with it.
I manage to break free of the bite, unwillingly, still keeping her pulled towards me. I can feel her bra straps and the clasp thats holding it altogether. It almost feels like it's begging me to be undone, but that's no fun when the dress is still on. I unzip that tiny little annoyance that all these dresses seem to have on them, getting slightly stuck in the process, earning a giggle before I decide that it's unzipped enough and begin to throw it up over her head, quickly snatching the bras clasp with my second hand in a slightly more elegant manner than I managed with the zip.
The dress is thrown, and she shrugs off the undone bra dropping it down to the side of us. I risk a glance down, seeing the curve of her breasts leading out to her forward facing nipples. Two perfect teardrops, perfect like the rest of her. I can feel eyes on me as I stare and move my hand up her skin towards her, feeling myself twitch in my trousers. I run a hand over, clutching one breast in my hand, illiciting a slight intake of breath, not enough. I change tactic to running my thumb over her nipple before I lightly pinch it between my fingers. An eye roll and more noise. Better. I feel myself twitch again, practically begging to be let free so I can be with her, in her, feeling her wetness spread over me as i slide myself between her lips. She's still got too many clothes on though. Underwear and leggings. Easy enough to remove.
I drop myself to my knees infront of her, casually flicking a nipple with my tongue whilst my hands work at removing the leggings, pulling them down over her hips and legs, revealing a black thong she's become fond of the last few weeks.
