Stepping out of the shower knowing that you will be knocking on my door anytime now. I grab a towel and start to dry my body as the cool air hits my body and I think about the touch of your hands on my body, my nipples harden and I can’t resist the desire to touch breasts and run my hands over my body-imagining it was you. Gasping as my hand slides between my thighs brushing against my clit, I moan. My body is so alive with the knowledge that soon I will be wrapped in your arms with your male hardness buried deep inside me, your hands and mouth touching me, tasting me, I cum on my fingers with your name on my lips. I grab my satin robe and wrap it around my body, tieing the belt I leave the bathroom, grabbing my brush. As I brush my hair there is a knock at the door. My body again comes alive knowing you are just on the other side of the door. I set my brush down, walking to the door, I open it and step back, my eyes drop to the ground-starting
at your feet, slowly moving up the entire length of your body, briefly resting at your cock, up your chest, your chin, lips-smiling, your eyes. Once our eyes meet meet
you see the fire burning in me that I have had for so long. Stepping into the house taking in the scent of my body-vanilla and sex. I can’t help but smile as you groan, wrapping your arm around my waist pulling me hard against your body, your mouth crushing down against mine. Kicking the door shut, pullilng me with you to lean against the door as our kiss deepens, my soft body molding itself to your hard one. Wrapping my arms around your neck pulling us even closer together. I moan and rub my body against you for more. I want to feel your body-skin to skin, I start to unbutton your shirt, leaving it tucked into your pants, slowly I slide it off your shoulders, down your arms-but not completely off. The feel of my hands burns a fire across your body-only made more intense by the cold door against your back.