I ran his doorbell, rested my face on the white round handle waiting, I was feeling a bit of melancholy as this would be the last meet for a while, but crashed the building door into a stranger. Oops.
He pops out of his place half naked, a big infectious smile on his face.
We chitchat for a while, complain about stress while I enjoy his eyes hungry on me.
I step closer with a dirty smile. He holds my chin high, and stares at me, smiling. I stare back with a submissive sincerity, but it’d be too much, I want a kiss. His fingers lock me down with a light grip. I tip my toes and barely peck his lips, whimpering. He pulls my face in, gives a devouring kiss or two, not enough.
He is already hard. *I want that in me*. I start grabbing and rubbing myself on him. “Hmm? What do you want?” I let out a small moan. “I want your cock… I want you to fuck me”. “I will…” he smirks, but not yet.”