Leather is the way to go

Chapter One

The heat was the main thing occupying my brain. Fire was everywhere, snaking tendrils up my skin, slowly smouldering away any inhibitions I might have had. His fingers were everywhere too, snaking tendrils up my skin, tracing patterns on my stomach, tracing my spine. The bed was soft beneath me as his hands roamed over my body; caressing my breasts, over my stomach to my hips, squeezing my butt, massaging the inside of my thighs. Everywhere he touched, he left only a pile of Mirabelle-ash. Oh, this guy was good. Probably the best ever. Jake Matthews. Mm, even his name was sexy.

Of course, I was doing my own stroking. There was only one place on his body that interested me at the moment, and let me tell you, it was hard as a rock. I pulled back from his mouth for a moment and he looked at me hungrily. I smiled and rolled us over so he was on his back beneath me. I moved down so my head was between his legs and took him in my mouth, sucking; ravishing. I knew I was good at this too, and clearly he was just finding it at out, judging by the sounds. I smiled inwardly. This part I loved; the part where I controlled everything. Many girls think that giving head is just being used, but I knew the truth. Really, at this point, the girl was entirely in control of what the guy was feeling. The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. And so does the girl. I'd seduced many guys using nothing but my breasts, my butt, and my mouth. And once they were mine, they were mine for life.

"I'm going to come," he moaned, and I jerked my mouth away.

"Oh no you don't. You don't come until I say you can!" I straddled him, forcing him inside me. His hips moved in time with mine. I guided his empty hands to my breasts and rested mine on his chest. He was putty in my hands, or, I should say, putty between my legs.

I rolled off him when we were finished, both of us breathing hard. I only remembered where we were - in a crowded bedroom at a party - when a hand that wasn't Jake's squeezed my breast and another slipped between my legs. They were clearly keen for a go, but I didn't think Jake would like it if I fucked someone else in front of him, even while he was drunk, so I slapped their hands away and promised them 'another time' with my eyes. And I always kept my promises.