in that way that causes a rush of blood to my head.
I squeeze her breasts and she rests her hands on
the kitchen worktop.
I take a few little nibbles on her neck before just
exposing her shoulder and I bite her silky soft skin.
Then I go downwards, stopping on her belly and
then I slide my hand into her panties.
She trembles loudly and it’s lucky I don’t come
like a young boy during his first sexual experience.
I brush her ever so gently and she collapses against
the worktop.
It’s so sensual and exciting, it’s driving me
insane.
I want her against this worktop. I want to take
her now, to enter her and let her know just what
the sight of her does to me. But I’m not an animal
and I’m not that kind of bastard anymore. I can’t
throw myself on her, hungry for her skin.
And so I ask her with a voice full of anxiety
that’s eating me up:
“May I?” Stopping my hand before going
further.
She nods against my shoulder and I slide her
panties down her long perfect legs. I get behind
her, letting her feel how much I want her, and I
take my erection in my hand from inside my jeans.
I let out a grunt full of repressed desire and
unbutton my jeans and kick them off.
She is panting and my breathing seems to just
stop in my chest. It’s such an inviting image and so
