Her luscious lips caressed my neck as a soft moan escaped my mouth. I could feel her fingers tracing up my inner thigh as my breaths turned to gasps.
I couldn't believe what was happening. I had never been interested in women but she was different. She was mysterious and mesmerizing, entrancing and exciting. She made me feel more like a woman than any man could possibly ever do. The look in her eyes everytime she looked at me was pure passion and it lit my ass up. All she had to do was say my name and I melted.
She was running her fingers along the edges of my shorts and I could feel my body trembling. My body was her canvas and I was begging to be a masterpiece. I wanted her to explore every inch of me, mold and change me until I succumb entirely. My eyes were closed but I could envision her every move. Her hands were under my shirt now working up to my chest, just barely grazing my nipple. I wanted more, I was craving her touch. I reached up and took her hand in mine, directing it down to my already wet pussy. She pulled back and whispered "Not Yet".