“Watch your step.”
He guides her tenderly towards the door. She slowly begins to fiddle with her keys.
A few moments pass and he places a firm hand on her hip as he takes her keys, quickly finding the correct key and leading her inside. She stumbles in, the world’s biggest grin on her face as she made her way over to the couch. With a sigh she took a seat.
He closed the door behind him but made no effort to make himself comfortable, instead he watched the girl fiddle with her top in a shameless attempt to entice him. “Hey now, what do you think you’re up to.”
The tone in his voice only served to make her giggle. “So serious~ I’m sure you’ve thought about this, at least a little.”
The corners of his lips arched to a slight smirk. “Even so, you know I shouldn’t.”
The girl’s expression hardened slightly, but she sat up quickly trying to compose herself despite her stupor. “I’m a big girl. I know what I want.”
“But do you Chloe?”
She winced slightly at his tone. The careless smile from before was not to be found, in its place a frown was forming. Her face was red with embarrassment and frustration. Words failed her, she stared daggers at the man.
Her disappointment was obvious. He stepped towards the girl and gently cupped her cheek. The warmth from his hand stole priority from her frustrations and her expression softened slowly.
“You are a sweet girl…and I would love to keep you company, but I’d rather do so when you are of your right mind…”
He leaned in and kissed her forehead gently.
“Get up, go get some water, take your medicine, and sleep. I’ll let you know when I get home.”
A soft whine escaped her. “Do you have to go…”
He smiled softly. “I do, and trust me it’s hard for me too…I’ll make it up to you later…”
Her lips were pursed into a frown, but she made no notion to argue with him.
“Good girl…”
The words were enough to bring her attention to him. She glared at him with eyes full of mischief. “Don’t tease me…”
He grinned. “Have a good night…Try not to think about me too much…”
“So much for that.” She said as he turned to leave. His departure was a solemn exchange that left her staring at the closed door long after he left. Her heart throbbed. Conflicting feelings built in her gut. After a moment she laid back and began to peel off her layers of clothes.
Shirt, bra, leggings, and panties, all found their way to the floor. The built-up emotions in her gut changed to something else. The feeling from her chest moved to her delicate areas, her breath slowly became a pant. Her right hand moved up to pinch her small nipple causing a soft whine to escape her.
“D-don’t be gentle…” She whispered to no one in particular as her left hand trailed down between her legs to touch her womanhood, already wet to the touch.
“Wet already…Gods. Chloe, you are h-hopeless.”
Her whispers trembled and a deep blush covered her face. Just the thought of anyone hearing her was enough to bring blood to her cheeks.
She slid her ring and index finger between her labia. Feeling the natural lubricant, she bit her lip and rubbed herself carefully spreading her fluids, prepping herself for what was to come.
She trailed her fingers up to her clit, flinching reflexively. “Fuck.”
She caught her breath for a moment before beginning to rub her clit in a circular motion.
All efforts to remain quiet stopped there. Whines and moans escape her mouth as she indulged herself in her own embrace.
A few moments pass before her legs began to quake. Loudly, she cried out as her climax was reached. She laid back, her eyes closed as she tried to slow her racing heart. Unfortunately as the rush from climax left, her emotions returned.
[Guys are dumb…]
Even while she thought this a soft smile reached her lips. She said this often but she knew she didn’t mean it, she never did.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rqq1ei/longing_quick_draft