She was backed up into the counter, his lips hungrily licking and nipping at her neck. Her hands grabbing at his back. Their eyes met and her legs gave out, him catching her.
"You okay?" He asked as her back was to his chest.
"Yeah." She said, her head was reeling at his touch. His head softly caressed her stomach, his other finding her zipper and kissing her back. Both hands went to her back, snaking around to her shoulders, pushing her dress down her arms. Her breasts were now bare to him. He tugged the dress down her waist and it landed in the floor, stepping out of it and turning to him. Her bare breasts pressed against his clothed one. She began unbuttoning the bottom of his shirt, kissing his lips as she did, their tongues dueling, almost as if for dominance. They pulled apart and she ripped his shirt apart, buttons popping everywhere as he began pulling it off and she unbuttoned his pants. Once they were both naked she looked at him with her trademark smirk.
"What are you going to do with me loverboy."
"It'd be better if you asked what am I not going to do with you."
She seductively giggled as he pushed her down onto the bed and crawled on top of her.
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She woke to the sun streaming in her eyes and she grabbed her head, rubbing her temples. She stood and went to her clothes in the floor, grabbing them as she dressed. She smiled at him sleeping and crawled up above him when she was dressed and kissed his neck.
"I've got to go loverboy."
"Don't forget our date tonight." He mumbled.
She kissed the corner of his mouth.
"I won't." She went to get up and he pulled her down beside him, face to face and he opened his eyes for a second.
"Stay." He said, holding her down. She obliged and cuddled into him.
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FanfictionI dont have a description bc i myself have no idea where this is going. FAXEMAN (November 17th 2017)