God! It’s been so long since we met.
I miss you goofy smirk and your cinnamon chai musk.
Composing myself, I tick tok towards the elevator and as the floors proceed, my heartbeat aces too.
I am not sure what I should do when I see you, should we shake hands? Hug? Should I play hard to get? Will you play hard to get? Should I just jump, because boy I want to; no.. nooo… that’ll be so embarrassing. But man I miss you.
*tingg*
Here comes you. I breath heavily and find my way till your apartment.
2112
I hesitantly knock, adjusting my dress. I wore the classiest (subtly sexy) red dress in my wardrobe because, been a while.
*tic thak*
You’re opening the door in slow motion, already teasing me, it’ll be a long day.
Your silhouette appears out of dim blue light and “Ha…” before I could finish my greet, you grab my hand and close the door by pushing me onto it.
*Dhadak*
You’re tall and shirtless, towering over me, lean closer, very close.
With wrists in your hand your lips slowly brush mine, almost teasing me.
I’m panting and you gently sigh.
I almost instinctively reach for your lips, I need you, but you’re having fun.
But you want me too.
You give in like a tsunami and our lips touch like lightning, sending a shock in my entire body. But you pull back a little.
You loosen your grip on my hands and trace them gently up my arm and grab my face, consequently brushing your lips on my face. Your long curly hair have encapsulated me and your warm breath has made me loose. We’re so close, and yet you’re far, I almost beg and try to kiss you but you’re a bitch.
But not for long, your hands are cupping my face warmly, and your lips feel like home, for when we kiss first. And then many times afterwards. Its gentle but needy and we’re merging into each other and gulping away the distance from so long.
Im lost, intoxicated, and almost unconsciously I raise my knee, inviting you in. You, very consciously notice it and grab thigh and push in my closer with your tongue. And the “pretty” dress, obediently has risen upto my waist, inviting you. I can feel your hardness push into me through my black lace panties and the wetness drip down my free leg. You love it.
As our tongues wrestle, your hand is cupping my butt, almost lifting me closer and deeper and other hand has found its way to my neck.
The grab is hurting me, but I love it.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/120rly7/f23m25_the_day_after_we_were_away_for_a_while