49: Desire and Expectations
Anyra
I wrap myself around him, legs clasped around his waist, as he carries me to the massive bed in the center of the room.
His mouth meets mine in quick bursts, his tongue filling my mouth and completing me. Heat floods through me, and I groan with expectation.
He carefully places me on the bed's white sheets and begins unclasping the buttons of my jeans. I try to help him, but he moves my hands aside, intent on taking care of the task himself.
He slips the garment off and begins caressing me through the thin material of my panties. I reach under his shirt and begin peeling it off, my touch lingering on his toned muscles.
He falls onto me, our bodies colliding with intense heat.
I fumble for the button and zipper of his jeans, hurridly pulling them down and off. He’s completely naked now, with only the morning sun to cast its light on him.
He removes my shirt and bra, laying them down on the bed beside us.