This is my first go at writing erotica in a story setting, and definitely my first time post it… so be gentle with me ;)
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I took a moment to compose myself before I knocked on the door. This meeting had been a long time coming, and although I was excited, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. What if the spark just wasn’t there in person? What if, despite all the things we had said to each other, we just didn’t fit, didn’t work together? What if you took one look at me in real life and made a break for the window?
I fussed my hair a little bit, adjusted my cleavage, and tried to put on my best, alluring, absolutely not freaked out face. I knocked on the door.
You opened the door, looking slightly flustered yourself, and gave me an awkward as you stepped aside to let me into the room. After you closed the door, we looked at each for a moment, smiling, looking down our hands, chuckling nervously. Then I lifted my gaze, our eyes met, and it suddenly didn’t seem so funny anymore.
You closed the gap between us instantly, your lips meeting mine passionately. I was surprised at first, but I quickly gave in and kissed you back hungrily. Your hand on the small of my back pulled me against you and your other hand was tangled in my hair. I ran my hands up your arms, feeling the shape of them. With my body pressed against you I could feel you getting hard, and it made me kiss you back with more urgency.
It was as I moved my hands over your shoulders and around your neck, and as your hands drifted down to squeeze my ass over my dress, that I realised I hadn’t even said hi. I pulled back slightly, but suddenly your hands slipped below my ass and you lifted me up, my legs naturally wrapping around you. You carried me over to the bed and threw me down roughly. I didn’t feel much like talking anymore.
I ran my hands through your hair and over your back as you kissed down my neck agonisingly slowly. You took me by surprise when you bit down, drawing a gasp from me and making me dig my fingernails into your back through your shirt. You kissed further and further down, pulling my dress down to try to get at my breasts and this carefully constructed outfit started to feel unnecessary and frustratingly restrictive.
I sat up so you could pull my dress over my head, and even just that couple of seconds break from your kisses made me moan in frustration. Dress discarded, I wrapped my legs back around you and pulled you closer to me, kissing you hard and buttoning your shirt hastily.
That feeling I had when I finally felt your bare skin under my hands, it drove me wild. I gave a little moan into your mouth, and that set you off.. You hurriedly removed my bra so that you could pinch and kiss at my nipples. It felt amazing. I gasped and pushed up against you, grinding my soaked pants up against your jeans. I ran my fingers under your waistband, pulling at the buttons and the zipper – I just wanted to get them off, to see you, to feel you… But you pulled away, sat back from me a little.
I was confused, but then I saw the wicked glint in your eye. You smiled and slid a little further down the bed, starting to kiss down my stomach, down the outside of my thigh. Your fingers traced gently up and down the inside of my leg, touching everywhere but exactly where I needed you to touch. I moaned in frustration and could feel you laugh gently against my thigh. You kissed slowly up my inner thigh, closer and closer… You paused and planted a quick but firm kiss over my pants, exactly in my sweet spot. I thrust my hips in frustration but you were unrelenting in your teasing. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, you looked up at me mischievously, moved your fingers inside the waistband of my pants, and slowly pulled them down, keeping eye contact the whole time.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mivdlg/a_long_awaited_meeting_part_1_fm