“Nope. In fact, I think I’m going to take it off as soon as we get home.”
“Home?”
“Do you think I’m letting you go anywhere? Do you think I’d be able to drop you off at your apartment with a goodnight kiss and then go home alone with my dick as hard as marble and a head full of perverse fantasies?”
She stifles a laugh.
“I’ll tell you what’s going to happen. As soon as this song ends, I’m going to take you away from here. I’m going to take this outfit off of you with my teeth and then I’m going to do the same thing with your underwear. I’m going to lay you down in the middle of my bed and I’m going to get between your legs and taste you again.”
I rub her back and touch her earlobe as she quivers under my fingers.
“And then I’m going to have you sit on top of me and you’ll feel very clearly how much I want you. Until you’ve had enough of me.”
She bites her lip.
Jesus Christ.
“And what if I haven’t had enough of you?” she smiles devilishly.
“I was really hoping you wouldn’t.”
The song ends and I do exactly what I told her I would. I take her away from there immediately. I don’t say goodbye to anyone. We get in the car and head home. I don’t let her set her foot down. My mouth is already on her. I take off her outfit with my teeth, and then her bra and panties and I lay her down on my bed. I kiss her, I bite her, I lick her as she pulls my hair begging me for more.
She yells.
Jesus Christ, does she yell.
And then she yells again, as she sits on me and takes what she wants. And then she yells again, when I turn the situation around and I suffocate her with my body. And she keeps yelling in my head when she falls asleep on top of me. Her hair on my chest, our legs entwined and our hearts inside one another’s.
