Tension [D/s]

The raindrops beat against the window as the storm swept over the city. The night was dark, and the city lights were dimmed by the heavy rain. He stood a foot away from the long pane of glass that formed the window front of his city apartment. And while the storm raged outside, his thoughts were calm and focused on one person.

They knew each other through friends. Stealthy glances and eye contact a little too long had revealed their mutual interest. And interest turned to desire.

When she knocked on his door, she was wearing a long coat, soaked from the rain. Her elaborate hairstyle was dampened and a drop of water glistened on her cheek.

“I can’t believe you asked me to come over.”

He chuckled and invited her inside. In the warm light of the apartment, he eyed her. She looked stunning and he felt the effect this woman had on him.

“Take off your coat. You’re getting everything wet.”

She lifted her shoulders as the coat slid over them. The coat fell into his hands, revealing her body. She wore black underwear which contrasted stunningly against her skin in the warm light.

“You are only wearing underwear?”

“As you like it, right?

She looked forward as he hung up the coat behind her. He positioned himself behind her and examined her cool demeaner. The touch of his fingertip broke her tough fascade as she twisted into his touch.

“What are you doing to me?”

He placed his hand on her face and guided it closer to his. As the tension rose, she closed her eyes and opened her lips.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

As the tension became unbearable, he moved away. Frustrated and aroused, she sighed.

“I prefer it when you play with my body instead of my emotions.”

He moved into living room and sat down on a dark leather couch.

“Don’t be silly and come here.”

She followed him and knelt in front of him on the floor, her back turned to him. In an elegant movement, she lifted her hair and bared her neck to him.

Impressed by the gesture, he leaned forward. Around her neck was the necklace he had given her.

“I have not taken it off. Not because you wanted it, but because I want it.”

He stood up and inspected her as he moved around her. She tried to catch his eyes, only to quickly look away as she managed to do so.

His hand touched her chin and guided her gaze to him.

“Quite the rebel.”

Before she could answer his lips had come seductively close again. Her thoughts were racing in search of a good answer. Giving up, she whispered a softly desperate plea for him to kiss her.

“Good girl.”

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o0b7s7/tension_ds