"I thought I heard thunder!", I had said excitedly.
I remember seeing drops of rain streaked down the tall wall of glass. You already knew of my love for thunderstorms. You took this as your cue to come get close to me again. You got out of bed and came to join me at the window, wrapping your arms around my waist as you kissed my bare shoulders. I love how it feels when you hold me from behind. I love the feel of your body pressed against my back. You are always so warm. You make me feel so safe. So secure. I cant get enough of that space. I leaned back against you just slightly. We breathed deeply together, taking in each other scents. Soaking in the mood. Listening to the rain. Then, an idea popped in my head. I turned to face you quickly and kissed you passionately.
"Why doesnt my man go put on some music?", I said with a mischevious smile on my face.
The same smile came across yours and I saw your eyes light fire. You knew what I wanted from you. In the weeks prior to this night together, we had been discussing and choosing songs for a special playlist. Songs that we felt described us. Songs that we wanted to grind on each other to. It was the perfect time to put it on. You hurried to the other side of the room to find your ipod and set it up on the dock. I loved seeing your naked ass hurry across that room for me. I love your body. Another low rumble of thunder filled silence before the music came on. You began to walk back towards me. Taking your time. A confident, almost cockiness in your step. The step of a man who knew exactly what he wanted and how he was going to take it. A man who knew exactly how to make me give it to him. The lightning flashed and I caught a glimpse of that devilish smirk on your face. I couldnt help but giggle with excitement. When you got 3 or 4 paces away from me, I began to step backwards. You stepped forward, I stepped back. Keeping a small distance between us. Leading you closer to the window.
"You running away from me, girl?", you said as you doubled your step, catching up.
A question I need not answer, only giggle in response to. You slipped your arm around my waist and caressed the small of my back. Pulling me to you. Pressing our fronts together. You held me there sternly as you began to move your body on me. Slowly easing into the steady beat of the music. I wrapped my arms around your neck and we began to kiss passtionately. Our tongues gliding over each other. Our bodies beginning to move in perfect sync with the music. Like two puzzle pieces, joining perfectly. The first song on our list I remember was one you had chosen. A song I knew you loved and knew reminded you of being naughty with your girl. We moved perfectly with the beat.
'I wanna get you high, I wanna get next to you...', sang the lyrics of the song as your naked body rubbed up against mine. Your tongue deep in my mouth. I could feel the intensity growing in your kiss. You started to pull away. Your lips traced the same intensity down my neck. Kissing. Nipping roughly. Making me moan and lose my breath everytime your teeth made contact with my skin. God I love when you bite me. It makes me feel all your passion. All your lust and desire. The look on your face was intense. You have the ability to hold my stare forever. You give the best dirty, sexy looks I have ever seen. You say so much with those eyes. Soon enough you were behind me, putting your hands all over my naked body. Eventually resting them on my hips as I moved them back on you. Grinding hard as the songs carried on. I found myself glancing out the window, watching the lightning. Watching the rain hit the glass. Watching and feeling it all. Hoping somehow that in the dead of the night, there would be at least one passerby that would glance up and see us through the windows, in our fit of passionate dancing. The thought turned me on. I listened to your breathing. The longer I moved my hips on you, the more labored it became. Your lips were right by my ear. Your heavy breaths felt good there.
A few songs into our list, was one I chose. It reminds me of how I am and feel when I'm with you. And never fails to make me want you bad anytime I hear it. It didnt matter where I was. At work, at home, in the car. It always made me fucking want you... 'I like to strip her down, she's naughty til the end. You know what she is ...' Our hips were grinding hard. Your hands roaming. Your lips speaking words quietly to me. Telling me to move and shake my ass on you.
"Dance for your man!", that quiet yet stern voice of yours told me.
I obeyed your command well with the next song. 'I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you ..I wanna make you move..' God I love to shake my ass to this song. I can't even lie. I hear it on the radio all the time when I'm at work. You know how often I'm in that place by myself. What you dont know is how often I have begun to dance to this song while I am there. Those instances only increased after this night.. 'If your body matches what your eyes can do..'. I was on fire for you. My body never moving more than an inch from you. You wouldnt let me. I didnt want you to either. The entire time our list had been playing, I had been able to feel your hard cock grazing up against my bare behind everytime I moved my hips back on you. Now, with this song, I felt your cock again. This time it was wet and leaking for me. It left a trail of wetness down my ass as it grazed me. It made me want to fuck you right then. But soon enough I would get my chance.
I remember we almost made it through our entire playlist, dancing on each other, before you lead me a few steps backwards. Towards the bed. Your cock throbbing. My pussy dripping wet. You laid me down with force, but I still somehow found it gentle. It was just the way I like to be treated by you. You know this, and you are damn good at it. We were sideways on the bed. Only the upper half of my body resting on the mattress. My feet still able to touch the floor. The edge of the bed meeting the center of my hips. You grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and placed it lovingly under my head. You picked up another one and slipped it under the small of my back, just at the top of my tailbone. You stood at the side of the bed staring down at me. The music was still playing loudly in the background. You began to mount me. My soft, smooth legs instinctively wrapped around your waist. Holding you tightly, pulling you closer to me. The rain was dying down, but flashes of lightning still occasionally filled the room. I was thankful for that light. It allowed me glimpses of your stunningly handsome face in the darkness. Allowed me glimpses into those big brown eyes. You leaned in and began kissing me. Softly this time. So smooth and gentle as you started to move your body on me.
You slipped your cock inside me and you wrapped your arms around me. We were in such a tight and close embrace. I can never seem to get you close enough though. I dont think there is a such thing as that when it comes to you. Your lips were next to my ear as you began to thrust. Slowly at first. Letting out small, quiet moans and grunts each time you enetered me. Taking your time. Working your way into this pussy. You glided in and out with ease as the result of our dancing. It had made me so wet and excited for you. I can't effing wait to dance with you in a club. In public. We often fantasized about this together. We both love the idea of getting a little bit (or a lot bit) naughty in public places. On the crowded dance floor of a club just seemed so perfect. Clubs are loud. They are crowded. And they are dark. It seemed the perfect place for us. I can move my body freely on you there without being looked at twice. Mmmm that thought in itself was very arousing.
Your thrusts continued, and we grew louder. Our moans almost over powering the music. I would moan to you, and you back to me. Communicating just as well as if we were speaking words. Your moans told me what you wanted. Your body was so warm. Smothering me. Your cock hot and wet from a combination of our juices. Gliding in and out of me. Faster then slower. You liked to change up the pace. And I like not knowing what to fully expect from you. One second you were pounding me hard. The next you were taking your time pushing that thick cock into me. Mmmm I wanted more. I am never shy with you, so I asked you for more. Begged you for more. You obeyed your girl.
We fucked hard. We fucked soft. Never changing positions. Your arms wrapped around me the entire time. I want to be in that tight and close space again right now. Breathing you in. Feeling you slam into me over and over again. I want to hear that music. I want to hear your moans. As our playlist reached its final song, the music did not stop. Instead it started over at the beginning, with the first song you chose for us. It was perfect timing as your cock continued thrusting into me. Almost ready to explode. I cant recall now if these words actually came out of my mouth, but I certainly remember thinking them..
'I know you want to cum to this song, baby. Cum for me.'
Whether I actually spoke the words or not, it didnt matter. You did just what I wanted. And just what you needed. You pulled that cock out of me at the perfect moment to spread your hot cum all over my soft, creamy white skin. And now that it's all said and done, baby ..one lyric of that song runs through my head everytime I think about that night ...
'You dont know, just how I lie awake. And dream a while, about your smile. And the way you make your ass shake..If that ain't love, I guess I'll never know..' |
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