Quiet Outside, Temptation Inside

I see no one there, so I look back inside and crap my arms around him. I kiss him on the neck, letting passion playfully, feeling a heat building between us. My arms are wrapped around him, my nipples, clothes only in a thin fabric of my top, brush against his chest. I look up at his face, and our eyes meet. We kiss then, passion enveloping us. I feel a hand on the back of my head, as our kiss burns with passion. His other hand found my waist, and our kissing goes on, one second at a time as neither of us are willing to let the moment end. Not yet anyway.

His hand on my back moves up, under my top, and starts touching my bad, sending passions flowing through me as visions of naughty goodness flash through my head then. Finally our lips part, and I gasp as we start back at each other with longing. He kissed my neck then, my head tilting back, as passion unfolds. I moan, my eyes lids fluttering as he arouses me further. His hands touch me sensually, my body alights with the heat of our passions. I moan to his erotic touching on my body.

Pleasure flows through me, as his hand moves on my back, my body desiring more. I hold him tight to me, and I feel one of his hands open my breast, pulling my top of them as he caressed me. His hand passes over my erect nipple, eliciting a sharp gasp of passion from me as I melted against him.

He paused to speak, asking "Does this mean you'd take me up on my offer of a date?" He asks as we dance a bit around the room. I moan then, before replying, "The date can wait till later. . . I want you to take me!" I feel his hand squeeze my nipple hard as I speak, sending newfound joy and pleasure through me at his touch.