"Take off your panties." There was only the slightest pause before she stood up, slid them down her thighs, and let them fall to the floor. I turned back to the computer, selecting a few more songs for the playlist. A moment later, I turned to her again.
"Stand up."
"Now draw your skirt up over your hips."
No pause this time. I watched skin appear from under the blue of her skirt and then ran my fingertips over her hips, tracing the curve of her ass down to the back of her thighs. "Bend over." I followed the curve back up again, fingers spreading to caress the small of her back. Leaning over, I brushed my lips across her lower back, tasting the softness of her skin. Lips parted and traveled lower, following the heat of her skin along the edge of her ass, teeth grazing.
I turned her over and pressed her back on the leather ottoman. My knee nudged her thighs open and I rested my knee against her pelvis with just enough pressure to keep her pinned. She looked up at me and said, "That…was for you."
I paused, looking down into her eyes, "Was it?" I lowered myself, my fingers drawing her thighs further apart, fingernails biting into her skin. My mouth found her throat, small burning kisses laid across her neck. "Are these for you or me?"
She arched up, "M-me." My hands found her breasts, fingertips pressing down on her nipples through her shirt, "And this?" A gasp, her eyes closing, "You, you!"
Dragging my fingers down, I drew the v-neck of her shirt and the edge of her bra away, exposing her breast to my gaze and touch. Resting my head against her chest, I took my time in exploring the contours, my slow teasing licks a sharp contrast to the harsh pressing focus of my fingers as they slid between her legs.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I circled her nipple until I felt it harden against my lips. Now teeth, now the hard tug, just once, to let her know I was there. She took in a deep breath, her body shivering slightly underneath me.
Each time my hand found her throat, tilting her head back, each time my lips found another stretch of skin to taste, each time my breath touched her thighs, the question was there.
"…for you or me?"
The answer, of course, was simple.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1s1ee4/for_youor_me_mf_short