I was standing by the laundry bin, peeling my shirt off. I had just worked out, my body feeling tense. I was about to shimmy out of my spandex when arms wrapped around my waist. I gasped, his body pressing up against mine.
"God you're so sexy," he whispered, his lips pressing up under my ear. I bit my lip, feeling his hands slide up my stomach and under my sports bra.
"But I'm all sweaty," I whimpered as he teased my nipples, his palms cupping my breasts. I felt his tongue run up my neck to my ear, his lips capturing it as he starting to nibble and suck on it.
"I know, it's so damn sexy," he groaned, kissing down my neck. He bit me aggressively, his dick pressing up against my ass. It was hard, throbbing even! His hands coerced my bra up, releasing my breasts as he continued to kiss and suck at my neck. "You don't understand how mad you drive me," he practically growled, his lips on my ear as one of his hands slid down my stomach. It was rough, his hold on me tight. God it was intoxicating the way he took control of me.
"Fuck!" I whined when his fingers rubbed against my pussy. He was such a damn fucking tease, fondling me over my spandex. My legs gave in though, spreading slightly for him out of pure instinct. His arm held me against him, his hand aggressive as he groped my tit.
"Mmm, this pussy feels so hot already," he muttered, his voice rough with lust. I reached down, shimmying my spandex off my hips. His thumb hooked into the waist band, holding the bunched up fabric in his hand as he continued to tease me. "Are you not wearing anything under these?" he growled, his hand sliding up from my breast to my neck. My head turned, his lips capturing mine with a moan. He rubbed and prodded at my hole, shoving my spandex up into me as he started grinding against my ass.
"Please!" I clawed at his wrist, desperate for his real touch. He kissed my shoulder and the back of my neck, biting me then as he shoved his hand into my spandex. I whimpered and that turned into a deep groan rumbling in my chest as his large, hot fingers massaged my lips together.
"Hear how fucking wet you are," he groaned, rubbing his finger down my slit as he continued to massage my lips together. There was a very subtle squishing sound coming from between my thighs, but it was enough for both of us to hear it. "Filthy woman," he chuckled heartily, grabbing my arm and spinning me around. He pushed me back against the wall, his lips crushing mine as he shoved his hand into my pants again.
I clung to him, my legs feeling weak as his fingers caressed and massaged my pussy. He would rub my lips, dip his fingers between them to tease my clit and quivering hole before abandoning them. It was leaving me on edge, all of my nerves like live wires as he started kissing and sucking at my neck. His arm held my waist, keeping me up as he worked his lips down to my breasts. His lips played subtle games with my nipple, his tongue dancing across it occasionally. I soon realized he was matching his teasing with his playful passes to my clit.
"Oh god!" I whimpered, my hips lurching desperately as he teased my hole again.