Disclaimer: This is my first finished erotic story and any constructive criticism is welcome as I know I could improve in many ways! (And I kind of suck at grammar) Anyway, hope you all enjoy and please let me know what you all think! Feedback is greatly appreciated and thanks so much for reading! :-)
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I could feel the cold hard wood against my back and she pushed me against the door. Her hands pinned mine back as she took control of me; her breath hot and ragged against my neck. I knew immediately that she wanted- no, needed to have control tonight.
She whispered out, "You were such a fucking tease tonight baby."
I shuddered as she bit my neck, my chest rising and falling quickly against hers. She languidly licked my neck, her thigh separating my legs, pushing against me...rubbing.
She flicked her tongue against my neck, "I had to stop myself from jumping you in front of everyone..." She pressed her thigh firmly against my heat. "Running your feet over my calves...." She bit my neck again. "Biting your lip as you looked at me." I couldn't resist moaning out. "You are such a hot tease baby."
With a sudden movement, she let my wrists go and took a step back. My body slumped over as I breathed out raggedly, watching her eyes flicker over me. Assessing me, devouring me. "Go sit down baby. You know the rules."
I bit my lip and moved over to the sofa; sitting down and submitting. Even the movement of my thighs rubbing together had me tingling.
As I sat there, the slow steady beats of our sound system pulsed out. Music filled the air and thrummed through my body. She stepped through the doorway, clad in a sheer robe and a black teddy. My breathing hitched and my pulse raced. Her hip movements consumed me. My eyes were drawn to her and the familiar smirk upon her lips.
She approached me. Her thighs touched my knees and she smiled that wicked smile I know and love. She whispered throatily, "Hands up baby."
Listening to her throaty whisper, my hands raised up almost immediately; my head tilted back and my arms pressed against the sofa. I was hers. She slowly pushed my legs together, hands on either side of my thighs, and straddled my lap. I squirmed beneath her touch, as our bodies pressed together.
With every slight movement, her smirk grew wider and my eyes would flicker over her. She was wild, she was beautiful, and she was mine. Slowly, she traced her finger down my cheek, running it across my lips, pausing for a moment.