We get into my apartment and you kiss me hard, an arm wrapped around my waist, hips pushing me towards my bedroom door. I run my nails down your neck as you stop to unlock the door. Once inside, you close the door behind you and lock it. A nervous shiver runs down my spine.
“Get undressed,” you order, grabbing the toy bag from the closet. I obey, taking off each piece of clothing and shivering in my room as I do so. You look up at me appreciatively every once in a while, letting out a sigh when I take off my bra. Your hand reaches out and grabs one of my nipples and you touch the metal bar carefully, remembering when I got them pierced for you. You pinch down, hard and twist it a little, eliciting a moan from me. A hand glides along my belly, going all the way down to my clit. You rub it gently, rolling it between your fingers. I moan and lean against you.
“It feels sooo good,” I whisper hungrily. “I bet,” you answer, sliding a finger in me, feeling how wet I already am. “It’s been too long,” I say as a naughty smile crosses your lips.