I was dawdling and he knew it. I took my time in the bathroom swaying my naked hips to the music in my head knowing he sat on the bed waiting for me to get my act together.
“That’s not going to work. Stop stalling” he said for the umpteenth time as he pulled his shirt on and started buttoning it up.
“You’re playing with me!” he declared sitting back from his books and folding his arms as if he’d figured out the meaning of life.
I raised a brow but didn’t bother to look over at where he sat one table over in the second level of the university library.
I wake happy. Snuggle into the quilt a bit more and stretch taking a deep breath.
It’s then that I realise this isn’t my bed and I’m not alone.
Crap I fell asleep. I stayed the night. I never stay the night. Continue reading
He pulsed within me, moving me closer and closer to climax. I clawed the bed sheets, pressed my face into the pillow as I tried to mute my pleasure. He circled his hips and thrust, circled and thrust, my cunt clenching tighter as I neared the summit of bliss. Continue reading
I knelt above a strangers face. His foreign lips kissed my trembling inner thigh, marked a warm trail up the inside of my leg as I spread my knees further apart. My whole body shook above him. I grasped the end of the desk when his hands grabbed my arse and whimpered as his kisses found my hot wet cunt.
It’s always been the perfect end to my night.
You come into the room while I undress
Stop my hands mid motion
I hate it when his phone rings while we are busy. Here I am skirt around my waist, knickers on the floor, while he eats me out on his office desk and his phone starts ringing. Continue reading
Well its Fuck Me Friday again. This weeks prompt was ‘Inscribe’ Hope you like. Short & sweet.
“We fit so well together” he murmurs as he sinks into my heated core. Sinks deep so just the feel of him stops all thought, catches my breath, then release it in a rushed gasp.
“At all points where our flesh meets, they lie tangent…”
The first time he knocked at my door I had been preoccupied and flustered. His scent overcame me, made me stop and focus on the man who smelt so delicious.
I’d signed for the delivery and shut the door, calmer and more settled than I had been before the courier had arrived.