In the Heat of Passion

Waiting for his return
I'm dressed in scarlet lace lingerie
Stockings and stilettos
Covered up with a robe
Music on
Playlist
Sex, Dom, and Rock n' roll
He steps in the door
I walk up behind
Covering his eyes
Leading him to a chair
Swaying my hips
I drop the robe
The smile on his face
As his hands traced
The lace around my waist
Turning around I drop my thongs
Tossing them at him
Taking them in his hand
Smelling them
And placing them in his pocket
I straddle the bulge in his pants
Kissing his lips
Loosening his tie
Pulling it off
Tossing it to the floor
Unbuttoning his shirt
Running my hands down his chest
Making out heavily
Grinding
Gasping
As he pulls my hair
Kissing me deep
Passion raising higher
With one swift motion
Swoops me up
Taking me to the room
Tossing me on the bed
With his foot
Behind him closing the door