You pull me into your arms, and I tremble as your soft lips brush against mine. God, you're so perfect; at least physically. I'm overcome with desire as you kiss me tenderly, pulling me so close that our bodies are pressing together. I can feel how excited you are by the huge, hard lump in your pants as it presses into me.
I don't know much about you, except your name and the fact that you turn me on beyond belief. I don't know what it is, but isn't that the difference between lust and love? I know you'll probably just end up hurting me, maybe breaking my heart after it's all said and done. I usually over think or analyze things before I act. Not tonight; I'm overcome with desire and I'm letting my body guide me. I can think all I want tomorrow morning.
Tonight, I'm yours.
You kiss me, and I lose myself in your embrace, your warmth. You tower over me and even if I wanted to say no, you'd probably take me anyway. You know how bad I really want you, and my pleas would be empty. You're that strong, dominant alpha male with the ridiculously good looks and perfect body that I always try to avoid. God knows why you want me, but I'm determined to at least have this one night with you. I want you so bad I'd probably do anything you'd ask of me. I hate you for making me feel this way; I'm usually not this kind of girl.
I wrap my arms around you and run my fingers through your short hair as my mouth parts, welcoming your soft, probing tongue. Your hands roam freely over my body, making me shiver with anticipation. I moan as your hand slides between my legs and presses into me, caressing me. I know you can feel the heat from my body.
You break the kiss and give me a wicked smile. You know the effect you have on me and I'm letting you take full advantage. I let you push me back on the bed and a second later, you join me, pinning me down with your body as you resume the assault on my senses. Your lips are sweet, but your kisses are rough and urgent. Your fingers begin to skillfully unbutton my blouse. I try to stop you, halfheartedly, but your brush my hands aside and pull off my top.
Your mouth leaves mine and begins to trail smoldering kisses down my jaw, to my neck and the hollow of my throat. Your hands are on my breasts, teasing each nipple gently. You move your mouth down to my breasts and begin to slowly kiss and bite each nipple, one at a time. I drop my head back passively, letting you conquer me. I'm practically trembling with desire, and I want you so bad it hurts.