You have been locked away in your studio for hours, working on your latest music. so I decide to go down to you. You lean back in your chair when you see me come in. I smile walk over to you and move to stand behind you. Slowly I begin to massage your scalp running my fingers through your hair and lightly scratching. You moan and tell me how nice that feels.
I lean over nibble your lips, teasing and then I begin to kiss you, taking my time, you respond instantly, the kiss deepens, becomes so hungry, so passionate. Our breathing becomes irratic, I give you my tongue and suck on yours, touching your face, you feel me pressing my breasts into your shoulder.
You reach behind and run your hands along my legs and thigh. I move my hands down your arms and bring your hands together. You hear that familiar click, the cuffs have been locked, feels a little too tight, but hey, it's okay.
I come around to your front and kneel down, parting your knees and getting between them. You see the raw hunger in my eyes. I reach up grabbing a handful of hair and bring your face closer to mine. This time the kissing is more aggressive, urgent biting your upper lip, sucking your tongue, digging my nails into your hair and holding you hard on my mouth, I moan into your mouth "now I'm going to fuck you". I pull back a little and smile at you.