Unafraid, she stood by the corner, her chest fully exposed for him to do as he pleased. Her lace lingerie, perfectly held in that picturesque of curves. Her black robe slithered off her body as she walked slowly towards him. Paul Hardcastle’s Walkin’ to Freedom played in the background to light up the room.
Tiger leaned in with his left hand gently stroking her lower waist. He pulled her hair back with his lips safely landing on her neck. They both could not wait for the main event. He wanted her now, she wanted him yesterday! He placed her at the edge of the sofa. His tongue, like a circular saw, cut through her 4,000 nerves.
Eve, with little regard to her safety, put her spine to the test. She knew what she was doing. She went deep in with the thrust kicking down the very depths of her soul. It was her turn to embrace her deepest desires. She held onto the curtain rod and placed her legs on his shoulders. He was about to go in. Her eyes closed….her breathing slow….
“Eve! Eve! Eve! Wake up goddammit!” She heard a voice. Her friend Tatiana started laughing as she woke her up. “You are still thinking about him. It is that cute guy who dropped you off isn’t it?” She asked. “Yes, that night could have ended any way he wanted to but he just had to be a gentleman because I was drunk,” Eve replied. Frustrated but knowing he was high value, she had to find him. She had to be his and she did.
ENDS
You can follow the genesis of how they met here.
PS: Fictional events may or may not have happened in this or an alternate universe.
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