pillowtlk07: raininjuarez:A drink or two in, at the hotel bar, I pull her down a darkened hall A d
pillowtlk07: raininjuarez: A drink or two in, at the hotel bar, I pull her down a darkened hall A drink or two licking at her senses already. I press against her, my arms round her waist, pulling her in My lips at her neck, my fingers at her hem A laugh. A contented sigh It feels good – all of it. It feels right. Being touched. Then a finger inside A whimper is my prize Fingers slip in, fingers curl up And stroke Slick and easy, the warm, wet slide. She breathes deeply. Her eyes close. She teeters a bit, uneasy on her heels She rocks slightly, finding the rhythm of my fingers. First, I am slow Exploratory stroking First I am playful, turning purposeful She presses down with her hips onto my hand Her skin flushes Her head falls, hard, onto my shoulder, her hands clutch at my suit She’s unsteady. Gravity is irrelevant to her now Only one thing matters to her now, and it is inside her, beating inside her, fighting to get out. “It’s mine,” I say. “I want it,” I say. “Let it go,” I say. “Give it to me now,” I say. She cries into my pinstripes A wordless cry, eloquent and urgent She shudders, she convulses Her breathing halts Her muscles seize, head to toe. She collapses into my arms. And, gradually, the sounds of the bar return to us [Please do not remove the text from this post. Thank you] Mmmmm -- source link