Hurry Up!

She gazed longingly into his eyes, feeling that familiar ache as she crossed her legs, enticing him with the length of her tanned limbs, from ankle to thigh. He smiled at her, unintentionally licking his lips, like a lion stalking it’s prey, soon to be sprawled out helpless before it.

get to the bit where he rips her clothes off, for God’s sake! I’m ready for it,

here!

“Shall we dance?”

His voice slipped over her like silk, removing her resistance and thrilling her to the core.

She smiled and stood, taking his hand as he led her to the dark dance floor.

What! Now they’re gonna dance! Just get to the bit where he fucks her...

hurry up!

He pulled her soft body in with his strong arms as the band played seductively. She gasped inwardly as their bodies touched for the first time. His hand on the small of her back was gentle but firm, pressing her to him so their groins encountered each other for the first time, hampered by clothing, but still electric. She felt him grow as he kissed her neck and her panties moistened, Her moan was audible and he raised his lips from her nape. They smiled briefly before touching lips, tenderly, nibbling lip on lip, tongues eventually entwined in a soft erotic duel, like fencers in love.

fucking hell, get to the bit where he throws her on the bed and licks her

pussy... hurry up... I haven’t got all day!

The dance ended too soon, but not soon enough. Their drinks remained on the table, but she led him away form the bar and all but dragged him to the stairs, running up one flight to her room. Thank God she was on the first floor. Once inside, they were insatiable, ripping off each other’s clothes until they both stood naked.

come on! come on! get her on the bed!

He picked her up and she wrapped herself round him as he carried her to the bed, throwing her down so she bounced, laughing, her legs automatically opening for him.

yes yes... go on... go on!

She was desperate now to feel him inside her, urging him to fuck her. He moved towards her, but teased her first by moving his head to the dampness between her legs. His tongue reached out and touched her slowly, snaking to her pleasuer centres.

oh god ! yes. yess... bugger... too late now. Someone’s at the bloody door. I

do wish you had gotten a move on!