Our eyes meet. A heat spills over my body as she stares at me. I turn my eyes, out of embarrassment, and look at my steak and fries.
Looking over at the bar again, I see she isn't there anymore, a little upset at myself for not keeping eye contact with her. But I can still see her in my mind.
Her tight brown, almost dirty blonde hair is flowing over her shoulders. Her high cheekbones keep an exquisite grin on those luscious lips. The crowd blocks my view of the rest of her. I hate crowded places.
Surprisingly, she slides into the chair next to mine, and her breasts look delicious in the tight shiny blouse she is wearing. I also see her bare, perfect legs before she slides them under the table, hiding what the black leather skirt doesn't.
Her left leg quickly drapes itself over my right, and she takes my hand and puts it on the inner part of her thigh. The heat from before spreads through my crotch as she moves my hand up her skirt. As my hand slides closer to her crotch, our mouths move closer to each other. I begin to drown in her dark eyes when our lips touch each other.
Her tongue invades my mouth before I can even react with my own assault. When she pulls away, which seems like it's been forever but not long enough, she finally speaks with a sweet, breathy and erotic voice. "Take me to your place," she purrs, causing my loins to jump. I had to have her.
At my front door, she reaches and caresses my crotch again, just as she was doing in the car all the way home.
When I open the door and walk in to cut the lights on, she spoke for the second time that evening. "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
"You are welcome to come in anytime you want," I reply, not believing her sudden change in attitude.
When she enters my home, I felt the air change. It becomes stifling hot. I watch her undo her blouse as she walks toward me. I slowly move away from her, a slight fear coming over me. The heat intensifies when I saw her breasts, bare and beautiful. I have to kiss them, but that fear keeps me distant.
As I back away from her, I kick off my shoes and remove my shirt. The heat is causing me to sweat bullets. Before I know it, I am backed into the bedroom with my pants and underwear at my ankles. Her skirt lay in the hallway. My eyes wander over her body as my erection grows to a length that rarely existed, even when touched the right way.
Her arms reach for me, to pull me into her wanting grasp. My body needs to give into her embrace, but that biting fear causes me to step backwards, away from the wanton needs this woman has for me.
The back of my knees hit the side of my bed and buckles. I sit on the edge of the bed, knowing that I'm cornered right where she wanted me in the first place. Her fingers reach my bare shoulders first, sliding around them me and engulfing me in a wanted heat.
The fear screams in my mind again and I lurch backward to remove myself from this pleasurable flesh, only to fall back completely on the bed. With her arms wrapped around my body, I only end up pulling her onto the bed, covering me with her heat and sweet scent.
Her hair, with the smell of incense and roses, covers my face as her lips press against mine. I resist the urge to give in, but only so feebly. Her tongue slips past my lips and caresses my tongue. Her hands slide down my chest and scratch my belly on their way to my groin.
Her mouth follows those caressing fingers, stopping only when she reaches the cuts she has made. She licks the wounds, delicately at first, as those smooth hands tickle my crotch and glide all around my inner thighs.
Suddenly, her head jumps from my belly to my crotch and swallows me whole. I feel my hard dick being pulled on with tremendous suction, while surrounded by a heat that is flowing inside me.
"Take me," I finally groan, giving this succubus the ultimate invitation she needed. I feel her mouth release my cock, and I suddenly feel alone and in dire need to be used again.
