The party was going okay, most of the guests were yours not mine. I notice you're looking rather gorgeous tonight, gotta love these college parties. I could tell you were up to something though. Every time I embrace you, you keep your distance. Did I do something wrong? Nooo... I know your game.
A subtle brush of the shoulder, maybe even an innuendo here and there... I went into the kitchen for a second, happy to see that you followed. I leaned in for a small, innocent kiss and "Not now, we have guests!" you say with a smile. "You're killing me here, 'hun." I grunt in your ear, "That's the idea, stud." you say with a grin. "You're gonna pay for this," I promise as you walk back to the living room.
Thought it was funny, didn't you? Flirting with me like that... all fucking day long. The light, hidden kisses and quirky smiles. It was enough to drive me mad. Though it took a while, was that intentional? Hm? To make me wait for so long for so little? Very well then, allow me to make up for that...
~later that night...
I've got to hand it to you, I didn't think you'd last this long. How long have we been at it anyway? I don't know and I don't care, all I care about right now is your tan, athletic body wrapped around mine as I slam your pelvis deeper and deeper into the bed sheets.