Crazy animalistic sex would be great, but it wasn't what I wanted to do for her right now.Crazy animalistic sex would be great, but it wasn't what I wanted to do for her right now. I wanted to add in a lot of tease, to make her beg for release, to drive her crazy. I'm no Don Juan, but on the few occasions I'd had opportunity to do this in the past, my partners were always VERY grate- ful. Finally, we staggered into the bedroom. She'd lost her top and I my shirt. We flopped onto the bed, still kissing madly, but I'd managed to slow the pace down to just intense instead of wild. Stroking her smooth back, I eased her onto her stomach and moved up to whisper in her ear. "Just relax for a while and let me do the work. Let it be my thanks for your having me over." Yeah, yeah, "having me over" isn't all that romantic sounding, but I didn't want to get really gushy and say "make love", and "have sex" seemed *much* too cold. "Mmmmmm," she purred, and smiled sexily, settling onto the bed with a cute wiggle. I took that as a "yes", as I reached over and turned on a small lamp. The light was subdued but ample. Excellent. I slowly unzipped her skirt and reached up inside it to grasp her firm buttocks, squeezing strongly. Julie sighed and thrust her pelvis gently into the bed. |