You run your hands gently down her sides, caressing her soft, tanned skin. She gently folded her arms up round your neck, nipping at your bottom lip, egging you on.

Your name is Dave Strider and you were welcomed home from work by a very welcome sight. Your girlfriend Jade Harley was waiting for you, clad in nothing but green and black lace underwear, which was quickly discarded once in your room along with your cloths and boxers. At this moment in time you had her pressed up against the wall, tenderly kissing her sweet lips, savouring the pleasure that came with this slow, romantic action before it became much more rough and heated.

You broke away from her lips to kiss along her jaw line, using a hand to tilt her head up, kissing up to her earlobe and down her neck, biting down leaving marks on her flawless sink, her soft moans spurring you on. You circle your thumbs on her hips as she fists her hands in your hair. You hear her moan your name and it sends shivers down your spine.

You take her lips again hungrily, biting at her bottom lip, asking for entrance which is granted to you. You slide your tongue in, swirling it around hers, sucking on it, eliciting more moans from her as she arched her body into you. You become more animal like, more greedy, the kiss turning sloppy as you both wanted more, your mind clouded by a lustful haze as you push her back up against the wall, the noises escaping her lips nothing more than angelic.

The only reason you stop is the sudden need for air. You pull away, panting, gazing down into her emerald eyes before resting your forehead against hers, your entire being ready for the events tonight beheld.