The Crush pt. 1
She caught herself watching him. The way he walked, strong with heavy steps,was the object of her attention. His eyes were kind and soft. She wanted him. A few weeks would pass. He, by then, was nothing more than a memory of a stranger. When his friend request arrived, she added him. On a whim one drunken night she sends him a message. They briefly exchanged messages, shyly unveiling bits and pieces of themselves. All the while, she couldn't help thinking what he would feel like opening her up inside.
It was the end of their third date. After briefly glancing at each other: "You wanna come in?" He says in a soft, gentle voice. "Sure," she replies. He unlocks the door. They enter the calm, vacant house. Shadows cover most of the living room. A soft glow radiates throughout the empty kitchen as they pass by to his room.
When they enter he shuts the door. Reaching for his keyboard, "Have you ever heard of Noah and the Whale? She's removing her shoes," No." "It's a really cool band. I think you'll like them." The music is softly playing as he takes his seat next to her on the couch. They gaze into each others eyes. A spark begins sizzling between them and their lips connect. Her hand eases softly up the side of his neck into his hair as they kiss. This is what she's wanted all along. She moans gently into his mouth as her tongue glides across his. Their bodies are two magnets stuck in the same moment.
His hand makes it's way gently up her shirt, easing itself beneath her bra to her breast. She can feel his desire in the way he touches her. He squeezes her large breast as his lips press into hers. The stubble on his face is rough against her skin. Her body responds with increasing moisture and pressure. He leans in next to her ear,"I wanna feel you so bad." Her hand eases up his inner thigh, searching hungrily for his bulge. She finds a hard, erect member.
It was the end of their third date. After briefly glancing at each other: "You wanna come in?" He says in a soft, gentle voice. "Sure," she replies. He unlocks the door. They enter the calm, vacant house. Shadows cover most of the living room. A soft glow radiates throughout the empty kitchen as they pass by to his room.
When they enter he shuts the door. Reaching for his keyboard, "Have you ever heard of Noah and the Whale? She's removing her shoes," No." "It's a really cool band. I think you'll like them." The music is softly playing as he takes his seat next to her on the couch. They gaze into each others eyes. A spark begins sizzling between them and their lips connect. Her hand eases softly up the side of his neck into his hair as they kiss. This is what she's wanted all along. She moans gently into his mouth as her tongue glides across his. Their bodies are two magnets stuck in the same moment.
His hand makes it's way gently up her shirt, easing itself beneath her bra to her breast. She can feel his desire in the way he touches her. He squeezes her large breast as his lips press into hers. The stubble on his face is rough against her skin. Her body responds with increasing moisture and pressure. He leans in next to her ear,"I wanna feel you so bad." Her hand eases up his inner thigh, searching hungrily for his bulge. She finds a hard, erect member.
7 years ago
