“Come in!” I hear you yell as I knock. I’ve walked through your door over a dozen times now, each time knowing where this is headed due to our… situatuonship, but this time quickly felt different. I close your door and I see you standing in front of your mirror in all black lace. My favorite. With your back to me, I immediately lose the ability to produce thoughts, let alone words and I move towards you.

As I walk towards you, I catch a glimpse of your face in the mirror. The look you give me tells me you aren’t quite done getting ready, but my view tells me it doesn’t matter. My body reaches yours, and as my hands find your hips, my mouth simultaneously finds your neck. You let out a half laugh, half sigh as you really thought I’d be able to give you a minute to finish whatever you were doing.

Your hand reaches up and your fingers run swiftly through my hair. I can already feel the pressure of my cock swelling against my jeans, pressed up against you. Your free hand reaches behind you and rubs against the crotch of my jeans, causing a sharp exhale of my warm breath on your shoulder. My hands start to explore the front of your body, from your hips, wrapped entirely around to your front, and up your chest. As my hands glide over your lace bra, I feel the quick snap of my jeans being unbuttoned, which, front your angle, is honestly so impressive.

The feeling of your hand sliding inside the waistband of my briefs and down to my cock causes another jolt of my warm breath onto your skin. It feels slow-motion. I can feel each finger wrapping around me slowly, one right after the other. The more you feed me, the hungrier I get. My teeth clamp onto your shoulder, only hard enough for you to know they’re there. My hand slides between us and up your back. In one quick motion, I unclasp your bra. I bring both hands to your shoulders and slide them under your straps. My hands slide down your shoulders onto your arm, taking the straps with them.

As I hear your bra land on the floor beneath us, I take each of your hands in mine and wrap them around you, squeezing you tight and holding you close. Your head turns towards mine and I finally get to press my lips against yours. With our mouths pressed intensely together, I feel your foot travel up the inside of my leg and hook onto the top of my jeans. You smile against my lips as you quickly bring your foot back down, taking my jeans to my ankles. I step out of them and kick them aside, pressing my begging cock against the lace covering most of your ass.

With one hand, I finally cup your bare breast. My fingers gripping around you. Your head rolls back over my should as I take your nipple between my thumb and index finger, gently twisting and pulling. My other hand takes your hand and places it flat on your stomach, with my hand placed directly over it, and my fingers placed in between yours. I slide our hands down your stomach and dip our fingers just inside your underwear. Holding them still against you, I press back pushing your ass harder against me while our tongues intertwine. A soft moan escapes your mouth into mine and I slide our hands down, our fingers landing softly against your clit. I circle our fingers slowly, kissing you deeper.

Slowly shuffling our bodies to the wall, I release your hand and turn you around with your back against the wall. My mouth leaves yours and I begin to travel down, leaving glistening wet spots from my kisses down your neck, chest, and onto your stomach. Now on my knees, I finally slide your panties to the floor, leaving my face inches from your clit, and my beard scratching softly against your thighs. My hands slide back up your leg and I stop just below your knee. I gently pick your leg up and place it over my shoulder. My lips land softly against you once again, just inches above where you want me to be. I kiss you softly, dragging my tongue slowly to the next spot. My lips finally land onto your clit, with the softness of a butterfly landing on a flower. My tongue pushes through my lips and onto you as my hands reach back between your ass and the wall, squeezing you and pressing you gently into my face. My tongue slides down, landing just below your glistening opening. I drag my tongue slowly up the length of your pussy, tasting you. As my mouth reaches your clit again, I slide my fingers inside you. My tongue circling and flicking your clit as my fingers curl gently inside of you. I pick up the pace as I feel you grabbing two fistfuls of my hair, telling me you want more. The sound of your wetness motivates me to get you to the finish line.

I feel your hips begin to rock more intensely into me, and your pussy begin to pulsate around my fingers. I look up, and can see in your eyes that you’re moments away from bliss. I focus. Quick, wet, soft movements of my tongue, and consistent motion with my fingers. I hear your voice crack as you tell me it’s time. Your knees buckle and my fingers are pushed out of you. I rise to my feet and hold you against the wall while my hand quickly rubs your clit, pushing you over the edge. I feel you release. You collapse forward onto me, and we both fall to the floor. Out of breath and out of words, we lay there. Ready for the next round.