And it would appear this is reciprocated, judging by the speed with which Skye grabs all her belongings and tosses them into a small entry way. She then straightens, reaches up and grabs the front of my t-shirt, yanking on it.
Our lips are locked a second later, and stay this way as we stagger in through the front door, with it slamming with a little help from my foot. I briefly open my eyes and get a general layout of the room thanks to the security light.
I’ve only just lowered us to the sectional with Skye spread out beneath me when the light automatically turns off, plunging the room into darkness.
That’d be a ‘hell no’ from me. Pulling away from her briefly, I reach out and turn on the lamp next to us. I want to be able to see her face when she calls out my name. Actually, if I have my way, she’ll be screaming my name, over and over.
But before I’ve had a chance to get started, she reaches out and flicks the lamp back off. I’m ready to argue my desire to see her pulling her O face when she runs her hands over the muscles of my chest. My cock wants in on the action, in a big way, a very big way.
With me spread out on top, even with it being dark, there’s no hiding my erection from her. It’s a pain in the ass that the dark also hides her reaction to it. For all I know, it could be time for me to go home and take a freezing cold shower.
When she arches her hips and grinds her mons against my hard-on, it’s the answer I’ve been hoping for. The one I’ve dreamt of every single time I’ve been there to rescue her.
