Lush

“Tell me what you want more of,” she cooed as she leaned in closer. The light from the streetlight outside caught her face and illuminated her mouth; wet and lush, calling silently to me. “I want …” My words were hushed as she licked her lips and dragged her tongue up my thigh. “I want…

What do you want to do with me?

I dream of the luxury of laying beside him, maybe tucked up into the nook of his shoulder/neck/chest holding hands or fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. My hand would inevitably find his cock through his trousers and he’d sigh and flex it as I teased him. We’d dispense of our clothes and come…