You are laying on your stomach, on the king-sized bed in my hotel room. We are BS'ing and having a couple of brews while the radio plays in the background. I am laying on my side next to you, my head resting on my hand. My hand is beginning to hurt from the way I am leaning. I lay with my head on my arm instead. I look at you and wonder what it would be like to feel your lips on mine. Just as I am thinking it - you ask me what I am thinking. I say nothing ... but you know I'm lying ... the seven shades of red clearly give me away. You ask again and I tell you. You look at me with disbelief. I can see the question in my mind before you ask it. Without warning, I lean up and kiss you softly and whisper "because I want to feel it". You lean down and kiss my lips then pull back and smile.
I look into your eyes, needing confirmation before I dare do anything else. I test it by kissing you again. Only this time I slide my tongue over my lips and yours to play with your tongue. Your free hand moves to the side of my face and caresses it. I kiss you deeply, with hunger, as I run my fingertips up your side. We both pull back and look at each other. I smile, move away and get up from the bed ... but only to put my beer on the table. You turn onto your back and place your beer on the night-stand.
I move back on to the bed ... crawling towards you on my knees. I lean over and kiss you again as i straddle your lap. I pull back from you, sitting up while tracing circles around your bellybutton through your T-shirt. I lean in again, my hands sliding up your chest, kissing your lips gently, making my way to nibble on your neck, then you're earlobe. I start to purr in your ear as I slowly grind against you. You can feel my hard nipples against your chest. I sit up slowly, working my hands down to your bellybutton again. My hands slide under your T-shirt, moving back up your chest, towards your nipples, pulling your shirt up with them. I kiss your stomach, moving my way up as I look into your eyes. I circle each of your nipples with my fingertips then begin to slide your shirt further up. You pull your arms from it and as you slip it over your head, my tongue circles your nipple. Your hands move to my sides. Wanting to make it even, they slide my shirt up. The feel of your fingertips on my body sends a shiver directly to my clit. I kiss my way up to your shoulder, over to your neck, and up to your ear again. Once there, I whisper how much I want to feel your hands all over my body and feel you deep inside of me. I give a small nibble before sitting back up again, making it easier for you to slide my shirt over my head.
I reach back and begin to unhook my bra as your hands caress my breasts. My back arches at your touch. You slide your fingers down to my waist and unbutton my jeans. I slowly slide my bra strap down my arm followed by the other. Holding my bra up with just my arms, I ask you to tell me what you want. With hardly a sound you tell me you want everything I want to give. I let my bra fall away from my breasts and play with my nipples. I begin to grind against you again. You are so hard against me; I cannot wait to have you inside me. I lean over you, my nipples grazing your chest making them harder and kiss you. My fingers unbutton and unzip your jeans.