She lay on the bed of her mysterious lover in the dark room.
She felt her lover moving closer breathing heavy, as if he just finished the 50 yard dash.
She searched the darkness for his face or touch so she wouldn't feel alone.
She found nothing and began to sit up.
She felt his hands swoop upon her as if with the swiftness of an eagle's wings, pressing her against the soft silky sheets.
She knew he was there now, not wanting her to move from her designated position.
She sensed his controlling hands above her face once again.
She was placed in a blindfold to leave her only to her senses.
She smelled him breathing above her, his face aligned with hers so that their noses touched.
She was suddenly attacked with his lips, tongue, and hands.
She felt his tongue probing her mouth reaching deep into her throat.
She then felt his awesome hands ripping her shirt and tugging at her bra.
She was then exposed to him and she could feel him smile.
She bit her lip as he wrestled her nipples, jerking her breast as if he were tangled in them and trying to get free.
She now felt his lips move lower towards her belly button then lower until her skirt got in the way.
She knew it wouldn't stop him and it only did for a 1/2 of a second then it was tugged off and tossed on the floor.