Dating : You Want to Please Me? Here’s How to Seduce Me.

You step close. I can smell your cologne; its musky scent teases my nose with its hint of something more. Your finger lifts my chin until our eyes meet. And as I look deep within the blue pools of yours, there’s a burning desire that matches my own.

My breath catches in my throat, and I lick my lips. The feel of my tongue running across my lower mouth quickens my pulse. I stare hungrily at yours, willing you to kiss me.

Your fingers curl around the back of my neck and catch in my hair. My head tugs back slightly, exposing my neck. You bend forward; your mouth nibbles my bare throat so lightly it tickles. I giggle and pull away for a second before I sigh and lift my head for more.

You turn me to face the other way as your mouth kisses the edges of my collarbone. I lean back against your frame and close my eyes.

With one hand, you open the top few buttons of my dress while the other swipes my hair to the side out of your way. Your mouth leaves a trail of kisses down my shoulder.

My knees weaken with desire, and my breath quickens. A molten flame blooms deep within my belly and flows liquid hot down my groin and lower limbs.

My dress slips off of my shoulders and falls to the floor, pooling in a puddle at my feet. The room’s cool air raises goosebumps across my skin. You move closer to my back, warming me, while pulling me against your firm chest. I feel your male stiffness press against the soft cheeks of my buttocks.

Your hand slips under the fabric of my brassiere to cup my breast. With the barest of touch, your index finger finds the rosebud of my nipple. In a slow circular motion, you roll the pad of your finger over the top of it, stirring it to life until it rises, hardened.

I sigh in agony. A desperate hunger burns within me for more. You’ve set my body on fire of the most delicious type.

It’s as if you can read my mind. I feel your other hand slide down the top of my panties to find a warm moistness waiting for you between my legs. You part my lower lips to caress me, making my legs go limp with desire. I lean into your hand for more.

I move back out of your reach for a moment and turn to look at you. There’s a broad smile on my face and a mischievous glint in my eye. I unbutton your shirt and leave a line of kisses down your chest as I go lower and lower.

I reach for your belt bucket, and our eyes meet. Your pants fall around your feet. I pull down your shorts, releasing your hard cock. My lips slip around its firmness, and it fills my mouth. It’s warm, stiff, and throbbing. My tongue runs around its base and up the shaft, teasing you. I cup your buttock and pull you closer. Deeper. Your inaudible sighs make me melt.

You thrust forward for more. I pull back and move onto the bed, my legs apart. Wanton.

With a sultry look, I beckon to you. You crawl over the edge of the bed towards me. You’re on a hunt, determine to find your prey. I lay flat and arch my back as I wait for you to finish possessing me.

Your member pierces my moist hotness. It’s aflame as it pushes deep. I sigh, pleased, and strain forward for more. With each stroke, you fill me, going further.

More, please, more. I’m hungry for your rock-hard love.

My hands clutch at your back, pulling you closer. Your throbbing cock penetrates and invades me. Each stroke increases the urge for more and faster so that I’m full of you.

Panting, I grip your buttock to rock with you. Each of us lost in the primal rhythm with a feverish pitch.

Your skin is hot and slick. Your head is up and eyes closed as your thrusts are fast and urgent. I feel the crescendo building.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” becomes the song that catches in my throat. I strain forward, opening entirely to you. I’m melting, no longer sure where I end and you begin.

Each stroke sends shudders of ecstasy through me, wave after wave. I’m utterly lost as it builds to a feverish pitch.

My body explodes with intense pleasure that rolls over me, drowning me. All the world around disappears. Seconds feel like minutes as time becomes meaningless.

You collapse onto me, gasping. We hold each other as our breathing and shudders slow.

I open my eyes to meet yours. You bend low and gently kiss my lips; your mouth is soft and tastes sweet. We hold each other, lost in one another’s arms.

I feel satisfied. Loved.