His Desire

"Is it a right thing?" She asked folding her hands in front of her chest glaring too hard.

"To gawk at someone without their consent." She added.

"Maybe." He said forwarding his steps towards her. "When the someone is all mine." No control anymore. He grabbed the nape of her neck pulling her forward towards him, smashing his lips on hers. Another of his hands grabbed her waist in a way screaming that he was not in a mood to let her go anytime, anymore. They weren't just kissing. He was eating her out like she was his meal. As if he'd been starving her for too long. Those soft, plumpy, sweet lips kept him intoxicated that he could not get enough of them. Her eyes first widened at his sudden action but then closed seeking pleasure. Her hands crawled up his shoulders, brushing his neck, finally ended up fisting his hair, making him go crazy. She kept backing off while he forwarded with her until her back collided with the wall. He undid the knot of her robe and his hand snaked in exploring her bare, smooth, ever so soft skin. She left his hair and rested her hands at his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. Being out of breath, they parted. His hand roamed around her back, fidgeting with her bra. She cupped his face and pecked his lips for the last one time. He tied the knot of her robe while she ran her fingers through his hair, setting them up properly.

Just a glimpse guyzz...