Not enough room in this elevator.
I risk a glance at her.
I regret it.
There she stands in all her glory.
This urgency coaxes me.
It coaxes her.
It's coaxing us.
Everything is as planned, I wanted it this way.
I commanded it this way.
The elevator opens, I'm free.
Not all of me.
But he doesn't want to be free he wants to be inside..
Her.
My key is out .
I place it in then get distracted.
She did something.
Something new.
She bit her lip.
She's fumbling with it, in and out.
It does something interesting to me.
She's doing something interesting to me.
1 inhale
and I swallow.
She bites down even harder.
I tug her to me.
Anastasia.
Freeing her flawless skin then catching it in my mouth.
Tasting every ounce of lust.
All this affection .
All this erection.
I remain gentle, it's all my body will allow with her.
My fingers find the storm in between her legs.
She looks at me her eyes talking.
Swift motions
Bringing her legs to cradle my hips.
Her tongue cradles my lips.
I don't know what to do with all of this.
A first I can assure you.
Effortless strides backwards up the stairs
Through the hall
In that room.
The one with the red walls.
I cuff her on the wall hanging her up
Because she is a work of art.
My master piece.
I can't control my actions because they aren't weak enough to be controlled.
Bites trailing down
Down
Down
Her neck
"How do you feel."
She's staring at me. I'm staring at her.
"Let me loose."
It's a soft command.
I'm in her mercy , off they go.
My hand is grabbed and placed between her thighs.
She kisses me.
"Find out for yourself."
She giving me her self to stimulate.
I bare myself to her getting on my knees.
"Hands up. "
Another soft command.
White lace hides me from my prize.
I want my prize.
She is bare for me , and I begin exploring.
Taking her pleasure very seriously.
Very seriously.
With my head between her head
She's moaning the words that are on the tip
Of my tongue
I am watching the unfolding of her.
She loves it.
All raw.
Bare.
Unrestraint, In more ways than one.
My words.
She loves my words.
She speaks anything but words.
With every stroke I see each word turn into incoherent moans.
Every lick
She let's the beautiful moans
Roll of her tongue
Spilling blessing all over the room
Around me.
Curving my back
Parting my lips
Motivation.
" Anastasia."
It's a warning sound.
Her sex rousing my insides.
I swallowed every word, wanting to mix her with my tongue so everything can taste like her.
I'm swimming in her wetness.
I'm satisfied.
This is what I do to you… Me.
I'm ready.
I cuff her this time.
Efficiently.
My hands tracing her curves, I observe her sacred skin.
Condom is on and in one swift clean move.
I'm in her.
Anastasia .
"Your filling me to the bone."
Her sounds rummaging through and out making me go insane.
She is more than what my imagination could have handled.
This sex
Her
This night
She's inspired me .
To do things… with her.
We've created a space with our power, yet we have no power over our actions
Our words
Her moans
She's begging for me to go deeper
But I feel like I'm in to deep…
I'm scared.
"Christian."
And then she's stilling , every bit of her pouring into me and I into her.
"Yes Anastasia."
Yes.
She's spilling every where.
Around me .
This was every description of ecstasy .