Out dancing...

[mastvam]

As we walked in, I couldn't take my eyes off you, moving through the crowd like water flowing through the trees, so smooth... My eyes were glued, the curve of your hips, the way your breasts hung perfect without support, not needing any, under your thin top. I wanted to touch you, to reach out and take you, posess you, but we hadn't done that yet. I wanted to kiss your perfect lips, to feel you kiss me back, but we hadn't done that yet.

I bought us a pitcher and then we took a table next to the dance floor. I sat and poured us a couple as Ministry came on and you went to the floor to dance. I lit a smoke, took a sip and watched you dancing there by yourself, sexual, sensual, it was impossible for me not to watch you. A couple songs went by and then you came back to the table.

The seat on the other side was vacant, but you came to me instead, sitting on my lap. Feeling you body on mine was more than I could handle, and I became hard almost instantly, pressing against the perfect curve of your hip. It was all that I could do to not wrap my arms around you, to run my lips along the perfect line of your neck, to touch you all over, to pull you closer to me, against me...

I knew that you could feel my cock jutting up against you, and you moved slightly, so that it rested between the crease of your hips, and you rocked back, ever so gently...

The club was crowded, there were people all around us, and the thought of my erection throbbing under you while so many people might notice us just turned me on even more. I ran my hand up the your inner thighs, from the knee to halfway up. I wanted to go farther; I wanted to grab you and take you home with me, or to take you right there. But maybe you didn't even notice the reaction my body had to yours, maybe you didn't want me like that... we hadn't even kissed yet.

You shifted slightly again as you reached for your beer, and it was all I could do to not come right there and then. After taking a sip, you reached back and ever so gently, melting me, ran your fingers down my neck...

 

[darkangel85]

Removed

 

[_honey_]

Feeling your hand slide partway up my thighs sent waves of pleasure through me, like the ripples a hand through water makes. I carry on tracing patterns up and down your neck, teasing you and feeling the effect pressing against my hip. I smile to myself, enjoying both the power I have over you and the effects your looks have on me.

I see you staring at me heavy lidded and I tease you more. Leaning in closer to your parted lips I make an irrelevant comment about the music, laughing and pulling back as you come forward for a kiss. But no, I pushed you too far. One hand entwined in my hair, the other clasping my waist tightly you pull me to your mouth. I don't even pretend to resist as I melt into that kiss.

A soft, deep, searching, learning, yearning kiss. My world shrinks until all I'm aware of is the touch of your skin on mine, heat from our bodies, a strong thumping: the music? Your heart? My heart? As we pull apart after what seems like an eternity, I look at you and agree with the expression in your eyes...I want more.

 

[mastvam]

'Very nice," I said, being intentionally vague.

Wondering, wondering... I ran my fingertips from your knee all the way up, gently brushing my knuckles against against your mons, accidently, on purpose? I wrapped my arm around your belly, and I brushed your neck with my lips, almost, but not quite kissing you.

I was going crazy with desire and crazy wondering if you felt the same. Rock hard, I knew that you had to feel me, my desire for you, my lust... But your signs were subtle, and this just made me want you more. I imagined rubbing your pussy through your tight black pants, wondering if i would feel dampness... I imagined taking your hand and putting it on my cock, wanting to feel you squeeze it gently, wanting you to whisper something more, anything in my ear.

Not being able to stand it anymore, I slid out from under you, backwards off the stool, and leaned against the wall. But you followed. Facing me, you pressed your body against mine and I felt your hand wrap around my cock, gently, through my pants.

"Don't take it away," you said, and I leaned down and kissed you for the first time.