Submissions by GoodGirlHere

I like to feel his hands
sneak across my ass.
It's gorgeous in jeans
and irrestiable in something lacy.

With a hand on each cheek
he pulls my hips onto his lap.
Not so sneaky that time,
but I like when he shows me
what he wants.

He wants
what I have
to offer.

About to straddle you.
Me wet, you hard.
I pivot my hips foreward and back.
The head of your shaft
slips between
my lips
and teases my clit.

"Euphoria," I answer.
"That's exactly what is smells like," he breathes back to me.
The moment I approached him
for our first kiss
he alternated between kissing me back
and burying his face in my hair,
along my neck, and against my chest
searching for the most
localized spot of my perfume's scent.

His hot breath was tingling,
he made me
want more.
Every sound
that came from his
mouth
made me
want him
more.
A small, surprised inhale
after I ran my tongue across
his top lip,
and a...

"Where do you like to be kissed?"
His seductive inquiry caught me off guard.
Where did I like to be kissed?
I wasn't used to being kissed well,
let alone kissed where I wanted.
So, his lips explored,
and I liked
being kissed
where he kissed me.