I was not ready for the fierceness of this French girl. She had barely recovered from her orgasm or she was already getting up to kiss me. I was not complaining, I liked a strong woman after all. Mia kissed me, almost sweetly and yet with so much lust that I couldn't help but moan between kisses.
"Where do you want me, princess?" I asked her as she was still sitting on my desk.
"In the bed, please."
"Aww, you're so sweet," I chuckled, straightening my back, enjoying the view of Mia sitting slick wet on my desk, cheeks red because of the satisfaction.
"Shut up and keep those on," she answered when I walked over to the bed and had already started opening my pants.
I didn't get the time to ask her
why
I wasn't allowed to take off my pants. The blonde girl gave me a push, making me land on the bed and quickly got pinned down by her sitting on top of me.
Fuck that's hot
. She sat up straight, giving me the full view of her lean body.
Her small, perfect breasts showed in the little light that was in my room. Her nipples still stiff, whether it was from the cold or the excitement. Mia was putting her long hair in a ponytail, giving me the time to run my hands over her body and felt how my panties only got more soaked out of the anticipation.
"How did you put it in words earlier?", the blonde said as she took both of my hands to pin them above my head, her face close to mine, "Slow down
princess
, we're in no hurry," she spoke in a warm soft voice, her breath itching my lips.
I leaned forward to kiss her lips but she moved away, giving me a grin that I never knew could fit so perfect on that face. With a chuckle I relaxed, giving in to her dominance as she eyed me down. A cold finger ran over my neck down to my breasts. I took a deep breath only to release it again as she ran further down.
"You're beautiful," Mia whispered.
"So are you."
Her finger went further down to my pants, tugging at it before placing both the palms of her hands on my hips. She moved them back up, the cold sent shivers through my body and excited me for some reason. Mia moved to the side of my breasts and I waited in anticipation but she didn't touch me, only to move away as if she was giving a massage.
"You want some oil?" I said jokingly.
"Actually, yes and handcuffs if you have those."
"What?"
"You heard me Nathalie," Mia answered with a smirk, biting her bottom lip.
"Oh damn, yes, yes I have those," my body was burning, "in the top drawer of my nightstand."
The French girl left my lap to walk over to the nightstand, chuckling as she went through it and I knew what she saw that was all in there.
As if she doesn't have any toys