She sat on the couch staring at the clock. 8:30. He's late and the anticipation is torture. He had told her what to wear, picked it out and told her to have it on when he got there. The tv wasn't as distracting as she'd thought it would be. Fuck. She went to get a drink, the butterflies in her stomach were making it hard to breath. She was always nervous before seeing him. That smile was toxic, the cruel way he smirked when he wouldn't give her what she wanted. That look in his eyes when she begged, the way his giant hands grabbed her and put her in the positions he wanted her to be in. He was like a drug she never wanted to give up. Her pussy tingled and she had to stop herself from doing anything about it. She wanted to wait for him. Where the fuck was he? She downed her drink and made another. She thought about not wanting to be drunk but she needed to loosen up. She quickly finished it and walked back to the couch. The joint she smoked was only making her hornier and she knew she couldn't wait much longer. She put her head on the arm of the couch and pulled the blanket over her, putting a video on her phone to get warmed up while she waited for him. In seconds the screen was filled with girls getting cum splashed all over them, her favorite videos.
She became lost in the images and didn't even hear him come in. It was quiet except for the moans and shrieks coming from her phone. She saw movement and looked up stunned. How long had he been standing there? How did he get in without her noticing? Her face flushed with embarrassment at being caught. There was that smile. Ugh. "What are you watching?" He asked walking around the couch to sit with her. He moved her legs and slide down beside her, putting her legs across him and leaned next to her. She moved the screen closer so he could see and breathed in his scent. She didn't think she could have been more turned on but she was wrong. As soon as his hands touched her bare legs her skin was on fire. Those hands that made her into liquid when he fingered her. He leaned against her and moved her hair to kiss her cheek. "Hi" That damn smile again. She leaned in to kiss him and relaxed into him instantly when he returned her kiss. Before she could stop herself, she was climbing on top of him and pulling him as close as possible. Why couldn't she get close enough? She wanted every single inch of his body and was practically drooling before he had even touched her. He gently pulled her head back and lightly kissed her nose. "Don't pounce baby. Slow down." She didn't want to slow down, she couldn't. How could he think she could calm down when he has this effect on her. He kissed her and took his time getting his tongue in her mouth. As soon as he parted his lips, she devoured him. She ground her hips into his body and he moaned into her mouth. She grabbed his hair and attacked his lips, there was no time at this moment, there was nothing but hunger for him. She adjusted to feel his boner better and sighed when she got it right at her pussy. Only a few layers of fabric separated her body from his. She knew he would make her wait so she didn't even try. She kissed his neck, his throat, his ear, his chest. She wanted all of him and was dizzy with lust. His chest hair tickled her face, and his moans egged her on more. She went back over the same pots with her tongue and teeth, stopping to suck the places she knew were his weak spots "God damn," She smiled and continued her work. She loved hearing how much he loved it. She got a few more bites in before he lifted her and put her down beside him. Before she could protest, he laid back on the couch and opened his arms for her.