My hands tremble in anticipation as I take a deep breath before knocking on your front door. This has been building for months, years even, this heat between me and you. Countless messages from the “hey how're you?” To the “I need to feel you inside me.”

Every word typed between each other has led us to this moment and I’m almost ready to turn around and run away. I should run away because what I’m doing here is so wrong. But the tingles you give my body, the way you make my core burn with need, I need you.

You open the door and my mind and thoughts stop spinning when I’m face to face with those piercing, glinting, pale blue eyes and head of salt and pepper hair. I’ve always found you attractive and the ways you have looked at me over the years, just like you are doing right now, makes me forget my own name.

The hunger, the sparkle in your eye, like you’re thinking the most naughty thoughts, I’ve seen it so many times and I know I’m stood on your doorstep looking like a deer in headlights because It turns me into a puddle of mush.

“Hey.” I squeak out as you open the door wider, letting me in.

“Hey.” Your voice is husky and dripping in sin.

As I walk past you, I get a hint of your aftershave. The same one you’ve always worn and I take another deep breath, breathing you in.

You shut the door and I stop to take my shoes off and once I’m done, one hand snakes around my waist, while the other lands on my hip. You pull me closer, your mouth millimetres from mine.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”

I smile because I know. And I know because I feel exactly the same way. “What are you waiting for then?”

You move your lips slightly and they touch with mine. The heat that was already building in my core explodes like wildfire and I no longer care about anything else because in this moment, this is everything. I thought I was maybe making it up, thought that this thing between me and you was all in my head but the way you’re kissing me, like you need the taste of me like the air you breathe, solidifies that I’m not crazy and I’m definitely not making this thing between us up.

Your hand snakes up to the back of my head and you hold me in place, deepening the kiss, making my knees tremble and body arch into yours. Your other hand slides down to the round of my ass and you squeeze. We’ve barely started and I can feel how wet I am already.

You pull at my jacket, ripping it off and reach for the hem of my top, pulling it over my head and onto the floor. I reach for yours and follow suit while you walk me backwards further into the house. We hit a door frame and you press your body into mine, our lips still locked, tongues dancing against each other. My legs part instinctively and I feel one of your thighs press between them. The material of my jeans is in the way but I can feel you and I grind down on your leg to try and relive some pressure.

Your hands reach behind me and unclip my bra, you slid the straps off my shoulders and take both of my breasts into your hands, admiring them for a second before you bend down and take a nipple into your mouth. You suck slow, savouring and tasting me like it’s your last meal. My body responds by grinding down and my back arching as a low moan escapes my lips. My hands reach up into your hair and I press you into me harder.

You lick and suck and bite the hardened skin over and over. Switching to my other breast you repeat the process. I’m writhing against the wall my body savouring every movement. As much as I want you to grab me and show me what I’ve been missing, I need you to take your time with me and the way you are handling me right now is giving me everything I want.

My breathing is heavy, my chest rising and falling hard as you let go of my nipple and work your way down my chest and neck, leaving soft kisses in all the right places.

“I’m going to make you come right against this wall,” you whisper in my ear, slow and deep. It’s almost my undoing as I grind my pussy against your leg in a slow deliberate movement in the hopes it does make me come. You laugh slightly against my skin and I smile because you know exactly what you are doing to me.

You reach for the button on the front of my jeans and undo it but don’t take them off. Looking into my eyes, you move your hand lower, down my abdomen and into the front of my jeans. Your finger lightly grazes my clit and the moan that escapes my lips is loud and needy.

I am dripping already, I can feel my slit soaking my thong and as your fingers slide between my lips, feeling for my entrance your mouth presses firmly against mine as you gently push a finger inside.

“Fuck you’re so tight and wet.” You push into me harder and I cry out again at the feeling. Your fingers stretching me deliciously. Pulling out slightly, you place another finger ready to fill me up while your thumb reaches for my clit. As you push into me, you start to circle my bundle of nerves. I grind down against you, feeling so full and stretched, your fingers hitting me in all the right spots as you fuck me with them, so slow and so deep.

My body feels like it’s on fire and I’m ready to explode. My breathing is getting more ragged and my moans get louder as you continue to push into me while rubbing my clit. I’m so close.

“You’re going to make me come.” I breathe out against your lips. Our eyes are still locked and you smirk slightly as I convulse around your fingers. My head thrashes back as my back arches off the wall and I cry out, feeling my inner walls clench hard. You don’t let up and you keep pushing and circling riding out every last second as my legs shake underneath me.

You kiss me hard as you still your fingers but keep them inside me and I tremble against you. My body calms and once the waves of pleasure have passed, you pull your fingers out of me and I moan at the empty sensation.

“I told you I would be very giving.” You smirk as you raise your fingers to your mouth, tasting me on you. “And I have missed this, I’ve missed you.”

I smile back, lightly laughing at your cheeky ways. “I had no doubts.” I grab your hand and take your fingers into my mouth, tasting what’s left. “I’ve missed you too.”

“Good. I’m not done with you yet.”

Grabbing my hand you lead me through the hall and into your bedroom. Spinning me round so my legs hit the bed, you kiss me then push me down onto the mattress.

“Shuffle up.”

I do as I’m told and I move further up the bed while you grab the waistband of my jeans and slide them off along with my thong. You don’t take your eyes off me as you spread my thighs apart and your gaze moves down my body, down my breasts, my stomach and finally landing on my wet pussy.

“I love your body.” You lean down so your body is hovering over me and kiss my lips before moving to my neck, down to my breasts as you take my nipples back into your mouth one at a time. I’m still riding my high from my orgasm against the wall and I’m sensitive, which shows when I buck against you as you bite one of my nipples.

“Ah fuck!” I cry out and you laugh against my skin.

“I thought you said this would warm you up ready for more?”

“Oh this has. I’m no where near ready this to be over.” I breathe out a moan. My hand snaking round the back of your head, holding you closer to me as you move and take my other nipple between your teeth.

“Mmm good.” Your voice is low as you look up to me and suck on me hard, making me gasp.

You trail kisses down my abdomen as your hands move down to my thighs. You slide them down to my knees before running them back up towards my hot, wet core. Your movements are slow and methodical, testing my body and seeing how I respond. Taking your time learning me all over again and I’m mesmerised by your movements, my breathing hard and slow. You do it again, making me squirm under your touch already wanting more and you smile as you lean down and begin to trail kisses where your hands have been.

As you reach my pussy you breathe over my clit and it sends shivers down my spine. You do the same to my other leg and when you reach my pussy this time, you gently spread my lips and I feel your tongue lightly trace over my skin.

The warmth of your tongue gliding over my bundle of nerves feels divine. It’s absolute bliss and I throw my head back in pure pleasure.

“Fuck,” I moan and I feel you halt. You wrap your hands around my legs so you’re holding my hips in place, I feel you squeeze and pull back slightly.

I lift my head, frustration kicking in, wanting you to carry on but you’re smirking at me, those big pools of blue glinting with mischief when it hits me why you’ve stopped.

“You know the rules. Shall I start again?”

I nod my head slowly, locking my eyes on yours. “Softer,” I whisper.

You smile and lean forward, starting the delicious teasing all over again. The 4-word game. I’d completely forgot. I was far too into the moment and desperate for you; it didn’t even cross my mind. We’d made this game up while I was in the bath one night. You said when you use your tongue, I’m only allowed to say 4 words. Softer, harder, faster, slower or you would stop. I certainly wasn’t going to forget again.

I’m watching you like a hawk, mesmerised in how hungry you are to get a taste of me. You look up to watch me as you gently press your tongue back onto my clit, swirling it around slowly before pushing against me harder, creating more pressure. It feels fucking incredible.

You gain more pace and it’s the perfect rhythm. Lapping at my clit like it’s the best thing in the world before you take it between your lips and suck, making my legs tremble around you.

“Harder,” I moan loudly and I feel your smile against me.

You increase the pressure and I feel your hand shift down my hip and under my ass until the tips of your fingers tease at my entrance. Your tongue flattens out against my clit as you push one finger deep inside me, then slowly pull out. You push into me again, but with 2 fingers this time and it feels like you barely fit me. It feels so tight as my inner walls clench around you, squeezing your fingers tight as you push knuckle deep.

“Slower!” I almost scream, the pressure both your fingers and tongue are creating feeling like it’s too much. You let up on my clit and slowly start to fuck me with your fingers. Reaching for my breasts, I squeeze and pull at my nipples, needing to give them some attention too. My moans grow louder with every push into my pussy, feeling every inch of your fingers fill me to the brim. The pace is perfect and I know I’m getting close.

“Faster,” I breathe as my back arches and your tongue licks at my clit faster. You’re giving me absolutely everything I need and everything you said you would. The pressure is too much and with one last thrust inside me and swirl over my nerves, I convulse around your fingers and on your tongue. The scream that leaves my mouth is foreign and my legs stiffen so hard as I buck and twist and writhe through quite possibly the best orgasm I have ever had in my entire life.

I swear I saw stars and I most definitely almost passed out from the intense pleasure. As I come to, your tongue gently strokes over me but it’s too much and I grab your head in an effort to stop you, I’m too sensitive.

“You look like a dream when you’re trembling around me.” You remove yourself from me and climb up my body, kissing me hard.

“That was fucking incredible,” I manage to get out in between kisses.

“God I missed you. Missed this.” You move quickly off the bed, standing up and ripping off your jeans and boxers. Clambering back over my body you grab my leg, lifting it over your hip, opening me up and I can feel your hard length resting over my dripping cunt.

“Let me taste you now.”

You shake your head at me and reach down, grabbing your cock and sliding it against me. “I’m not going to last long and I’m desperate to feel you around me when I do come.”

Your tip slides into me before you finish talking and with one swift thrust, you’re balls deep inside me. The waves of my last orgasm still riding through my body, the sudden intrusion makes me yelp but it feels so fucking good.

The growl that escapes your lips as you fill me with every inch, sounds beastly and it makes my core clench. I remember this you, it’s primal and I’m so ready for it. You pull out slowly before thrusting hard back into me. It’s slow, precise and somehow I can feel you getting harder and bigger inside me.

My breasts bounce with every push and your head drops, catching a nipple in your mouth. As you begin to suck, you let go, shaking your head and bury it into my neck. “I’m going to come.”

You thrust hard and fast and a few more times, even deeper than you were and still inside me, moaning loud as you fill me up with every drop. You slowly thrust a few more times, riding out every wave as your body shudders over me. Bringing your head up, you kiss me softly and smile against my lips. I smile back and a giggle escapes me.

“I needed that so badly.”

“Me too.”

“I’m still not done with you yet.” Your forehead pressed against mine I let out another giggle

“I know.”