We stepped out of the elevator together, both of us laughing, and she takes my hand and pulls me down the hall. We stop short of the apartment, near a small marble bench in the hallway just outside her door.
She pulls me to her, kisses me hungrily and I can still taste my come in her mouth. Her hands are unbuttoning my dress again, and when each button opens, she kisses the exposed skin. My nipples are crinkling up again, aching for her tongue, her fingers, anything, and she reaches up to pinch them both quickly, as her lips continue their trail down my chest and belly.
When she reaches the final button, she grabs the fabric in her hands and pulls it roughly from me. Her voice growls slightly as she yanks my panties down, ‘I want to make you come, pretty girl, right here and now. Do you want that?'
"Yes... god yes," I stammer, and she pulls me to her again, my nipples rubbing against the silk of her blouse with exquisite friction. She leans in and kisses my neck, licking and biting, whispering how badly she wants to fuck me, that she can't wait to taste my pussy again, that she wants to feel my clit on her tongue and my fingers in her hair.
I'm breathing shallowly, quickly, breasts heaving, my body instantly hot with the need of her, my pussy aching and wet.
She takes one of my breasts in each hand, almost like she's testing the weight of them, and bends her head to each. I feel her tongue dart out, encircle my nipples, she's nipping, biting gently at first and then with more pressure as I moan out loud. She's suckling almost like a child, pulling each nipple as far into her mouth as she can and laving them with her tongue. I touch her head and she says "no... don't. Just let me touch you," so I lean back against the wall and close my eyes, reveling in the sensation of her hot mouth on my cool skin.
"Yes, that's it, keep your eyes closed, concentrate on what I'm doing to you, concentrate on the pleasure," she says, and I do.
Her hands leave my tits, and she runs them down my sides softly and then draws a line with her tongue from between my boobs straight down to where my pubic hair starts. She runs her hands up and down my legs, never getting close to my now sopping wet pussy, but never too far away from it, either. I feel her hair brush against my thighs and shiver as she leans closer in and licks my inner thigh so softly I wouldn't be sure it happened if not for the surge of heat in my cunt.