Just Don't Stop!

He pulls me against him...

The way he turns me on, its always on my mind. I keep thinking about the way he touches me when he walks up from behind me. Like when his right arm reaches for me, just barely touching the surface of my skin and slides his hand forward cupping and caressing my waist, squeezing me hard. Making it hurt just enough to feel like every limb in my body was about to give out but then wanted to struggle. I unknowingly let out an overwhelming moan that made me want more. After that he now knows a little pain excites me. He pulls me against him. I can feel him glazing down over my body with his eyes. Hungry, full of desire and in need. I knew that the longer he waits the more desperate he gets. And when he's desperate the more aggressive he is. Then he slightly moves to the left having his head float above my right shoulder just close enough to feel distant parts of my body tingle. He whispers in my ear and as my ear starts throbbing I arch my waist and lift my hip up having his hand slide down from my waist to my hip. I can feel his hand halting, whether to go straight to my core or grab my ass. His voice deepens and is more sensual, consuming and very dominating as his arousal starts to kick in more and more. I can feel him growing on me. My hips archeing back telling his hands where to go next as I helplessly grind on him. I can feel vibrations in his chest going straight through mine. Shooting straight through my body like overwhelming shock ways that almost make me feel brain dead. Both of his hands are on my hips with a tight grip. He was getting impatient but it felt so good I couldnt help but to rock my hips back and forth. I guess he just feels the need to take control. Which turns me on so much more but it makes me want to resist. So he, sliding his left arm up across my stomach wondering to my right breast. Grabbing hold of it with deep compression making both my nipples as hard as he is. He slides his other hand between my thighs making me prance around on my toes. My left hand raced up to his, and my right hand falls to the other.