Cubicle [h.s. au]

7) Loverman

Roni

I could hardly breathe. Not only is Harry a perfect date, but he's a perfect kisser. I suspected as much the first moment I saw him and stared at those plump, inviting lips. However, I should have also known what affect they would have on me, combined with the wine I'd had at dinner. My head was spinning. It took me a few seconds to even get out the word yes.

We made it back to the restaurant and the valet drove up with Harry's car. We chatted casually for a bit until we turned onto my street, as though we both weren't aware of what was about to occur. I was so turned on and attracted to Harry.

When we stopped in front of my building, I asked him if he wanted to come inside, although I already knew the answer. He walked around the car and opened the door for me, holding out his hand. I took it and immediately kissed him. I couldn't help myself. He grinned as I pulled away, closing the car door behind me.

I climbed the stairs ahead of him, mostly as a treat for him. I had a feeling he knew what I was wearing underneath my dress. When I reached my door, I hastily tried to unlock it, fumbling a bit with the keys. I heard Harry's footsteps as he approached the top of the stairs. Then I felt his hands on my waist, his face nuzzling my neck.

"You smell so good," he breathed.

His lips nipped at my shoulder as one hand pulled my hair aside. Finally unlocking the door, I pushed it open and Harry followed me in. I dropped my purse on the coffee table and turned around to face him. The hunger in his eyes was adamant as he approached me.

His lips collided with mine with such intensity and fervor that I let out a slight moan. Interpreting it as a sign to go on, Harry slid his hands down my hips and around to my rear. I tugged on his jacket, letting him know I wanted it removed. He shrugged out of it and tossed it on the sofa. Then while staring into his eyes, I slowly unbuttoned his shirt. It was then that I got a better look at his tattoos - two birds and a butterfly. I playfully traced them with my finger, causing Harry to close his eyes. His breath quickened as I kissed his neck and let my fingers roam to the top of his jeans.

"Do you want to go to the bedroom?" I whispered in his ear.

"Yes."

I grabbed his hand and lead him back to my bedroom where I kicked off my shoes and tossed them in the closet. Harry slipped out of his shirt, revealing more tattoos on his left arm, and just stood staring at me for a moment.

"Come here," he finally beckoned.

I obliged, stepping closer to him. Standing merely inches away, I could feel myself getting wet. Harry gave me his sexy smirk as he fondled with the strap on my left shoulder. Then he let it fall as his lips kissed my neck, forming a trail to my arm. Then he did the same on the other side, this time whilst his hands ran down my ass and under my dress. My straps began to fall further, exposing my breasts which Harry quickly took into his mouth.

"Oh," I sounded as his fingers found the front of my panties.

"Mmm," Harry murmured. "I knew you'd be wet for me."

Teasing me just a bit, he dropped his hand which made my dress fall to the floor. I stepped out of it and began to pull down my thong when Harry stopped me.

"Let's move to the bed, love," he said, his voice raspy and full of sex.

I crawled up from the foot of the bed, stopping at the pile of pillows and lying down. I watched Harry as he finished undressing, leaving nothing on but his necklace. My god, he's a gorgeous creature. I wanted him so badly I could taste it. I felt my toes curl as he made his way to the bed.