It was getting late and the sun was setting as I hurried to make it past the dark alley. The rain started pouring down and I was drenched when I felt a hand take my arm from behind and spin me around. I looked into the eyes of a stranger and felt a hunger I had not known before.
You pulled me into the alley and shoved me against the brick wall as he put my hands over my hand and secured them with a tight grip. My heart was pounding, the rain was getting in my eyes and I couldn't really see you but I felt your every curve as you pushed your body against mine to hold me still. With your free hand you tipped my chin up and put your lips to mine. I should be struggling to get away but I leaned in for the kiss instead. The rain was cold and your warmth felt good against my skin and then your tongue parted my lips and you kissed me, you kissed with a force and power I could not resist. You let my wrist go and put your hands on my breast through my wet T-shirt and my arms fell around your neck.
There was something familiar about the kiss, the gentle bite of my bottom lip with just enough pressure to keep my head against the bricks. I felt your tongue trace my chin and glide across my neck toward my chest then in a quick and hurried move my shirt was up and off, laying on the ground. I am so turned on by the mystery of it all I can't move.