I took in her figure leaning
against the wall of my bedroom.
Her wild black hair framed her
small face, and those deep
brown eyes seemed to glow
underneath her thick long lashes.
Her long legs were exposed
because of the short denim skirt
she was wearing; and she only
had a tank top on, even though
the weather was a little cold. At
least she has on her cute black
knee length combat boots. She
stared at me as I walked in,
looking from the open window
back to her gorgeous face and
wonderful body.
“Wrong outfit for this kind of
weather” I said, letting out a
deep chuckle as I closed the door
behind me.
“Yeah… but at least I have more
reason to keep warm” she said
mischievously, peeking at me
through her wild mane. I shook
my head and let out a long laugh.
She made no movement as I
closed the distance between us.
There was something about her
today, something I can't place.
She was hiding something,
something that was eating at
her.
“Hey what’s wrong?” I said,
brushing a hand on her cheek as
I placed the other on her hip. She
looked away from me and bit her
lip.
I placed a finger under her chin
and gently forced her to face me
again. This time she fixed her
gaze on mine, blinking
repeatedly to keep from crying.
I knew that she would tell me
what was going on with her
when she was ready. Pushing
her only made her withdraw
more than usual. I’ve always
known about her problems,
especially the ones at home, but
it took a while before she could
tell me how things really were. I
had to learn patience the hard
way though, but at least it was
worth it.
“You know you can tell me
anything right?” I said, giving her
a small smile.
She nodded faintly, biting her lip
again. I loved when she did that.
I pressed my forehead against
hers, bringing her close to with
my free hand. She placed her
hands on my shoulders, her lips
parted slightly.
I chuckled, brushing my lips
against hers quickly, teasing her.
I chuckled as she screwed her
face in mock annoyance.
She ran a hand slowly down my
back, the contact making my
pulse race faster than usual. I
kissed her bottom lip, grazing it
slightly before letting go.
Soon her hand found its way
under my shirt, and the direct
contact wasn’t helping me take
things slow like I wanted.
The hand on her hip traveled
farther down to her bare thigh,
and I heard her gasp a little.
The hand on my shoulder
tightened its grip as I moved the
hand slowly up her skirt.
I chuckled as I felt the moisture
dribbling down her thigh and
she crushed her lips on mine.
The kiss was slow and sensual,
just enough to not distract me
from what I was doing. I ran my
fingers slowly over her thigh,
causing her knees to buckle
slightly.
I moved towards her centre, and
I realize that she didn’t have
underwear on.
Her eyes widened as my hand
traveled to her swollen lips,
running a finger over the
wetness. She started to grind her
hips on my finger. I could feel my
own juices flowing as she let out
a soft moan. She threw her head
back as I pressed the finger on
her hardened clit, making soft
noises as I made circular
motions. She let out a louder
moan as I finally put a finger into
her.
I could feel her hardened nipples
on my chest, and I realized that I
had not done anything about
them.
“Take your top off” I said in a
rough voice, moving the finger in
her. She complied with trembling
hands, and I didn’t waste time
taking the nipple in my mouth.
I paid equal attention to each
nipple: licking and sucking them,
and abusing them with my teeth.
Then I moved back to her lips,
still fingering her during the lip
lock.
She tugged at my shirt
impatiently and I chuckled again,
sweeping her off her feet and
taking her to my bed.
I smiled at her, taking off her
skirt completely. She had nothing
but her boots on now. I felt my
centre constrict at the sight of
the beauty before me, her wild
hair spread on the pillow. She
looked up at me and gave me a
small smile, chewing at my
bottom lip.
I couldn’t wait anymore, but I
knew she won't let me go farther
at this point without me taking
my clothes off. I threw off my
already unbuttoned shirt and
took off my shorts. I seemed to
be taking too long, because she
started off without me.
As I was about to take off my
underwear I looked at her and
froze. She had her legs wide
apart, a hand working furiously
on her clit and another on her
nipples.
Letting out a growl I didn’t know
I had in me, I grabbed her hips
and held her in place.
She looked at me, eyes half-open
and lips parted. I smiled at her
before leaning in to kiss her. She
closed on my mouth hungrily,
holding on to me tightly as she
did so.
I stuck my tongue in and she
sucked on it hungrily. She broke
apart briefly and whispered in
my ear.
“No fair. Take the damn panties
off” she said, grinding on me.
I chuckled as I took my panties
off and returned back to the kiss.
We'd definitely get to what was
eating at her. For now I just
wanted to please her in every
way I could.
