I could see each flicker the candle made, every time he touched my pale skin I squeezed the sheets harder. He had a special touch, only he could make me feel the way I do when I'm with him. His manly hands gripped by curvy waist and he began to slowly drag down my skin tight jeans, his piercing eyes never leaving mine. He ripped off his shirt and slowly pulled mine above my head, but he didn't take it all the way off, he just placed my hands above my head and tied me to the bed using my shirt, I'd never been treated like this, but it felt exciting, his muscular chest pressed against mine, and he slowly pulled down my tiny black thongs with his teeth, I craved him so badly, I could almost feel every breath he took. It was obvious he wanted me, he frantically pulled down his grey joggers (which I thought he looked amazing in) and he pressed his lips against mine, I could feel him slowly grinding against me, I've never wanted someone as much as him, and everything he did felt amazing. Every time he kissed me it took my breath away. He pulled my bottom lip with his teeth and traced his tongue down my naked body, forcing shivers down my spine.
