You melted me completely. You used all the right words, and you treated me like a lady. And, when the night out was finally done, you kept me close to your side, protecting me from the rest of the world. When we got back to my place, you pulled me in to you, and you held me there, kissing me softly and tenderly while you unlocked my door for me. Then, you guided me inside and tried to leave, but I couldn’t just let you go. I wanted you so badly, and I wanted you to know it.
I pulled you in with me, and we closed the door. My hands twined in your hair as I pulled you in for another kiss. Your hands found my hips and started stroking them, then up my back and over my shoulders, finally curling up in my own hair as your tongue found my jaw line and throat. Your kisses delving down to the tops of my breasts made breathing difficult, and you could tell, because you went just that tiny bit lower. Before I knew what was happening, your hand was at my zipper, unzipping it all the way to my tailbone. Then, my dress was falling onto the floor in a heap that you lifted me out of. I directed you to the bedroom, and you brought me to the bed, pulling my panties aside and burying your face in my pussy. I went mindless after that, your tongue worked such magic on me, and by the time you pulled yourself up and thrust into me for the first of many times that night, I was a puddle of lust, ready for your fiercest loving.