Primal Coupling

Jasmine is in the bathroom taking a shower after our all night love making. She is imaging being up against a wall. Until last night, it remained just that – a fantasy. She never had dreamed her fantasies becoming reality. She always concentrated on her musical career and she was left with the feeling of disappointment of not dating. A hollowness. This time, however, she is not. The reality is fantastic losing her virginity. Jasmine is sitting at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, enjoying her tea. She feels a tapping on her shoulder. Her first reaction is annoyance. Here she is on a Saturday morning; not bothering anyone as she sat at the bar, nursing her tea. Her tea cup clanked in annoyance onto the wood of the bar top and she slowly turns to me.

Her eyes connect with mine and she suddenly found herself unable to speak. Her stomach contracted and a thousand butterflies erupted from their cocoons. A cold shiver slides up her spine, raising the hairs on the back of her neck. My green eyes stared back at her, and she feels lustful jolt as I step towards her. One of my hands reaches up gripping her elbow, tugging her off the barstool. An unspoken beckoning to come with me. She let me lead her away. I stopped without warning just as we emerged from the kitchen, I yank her arm, causing her to yelp. Jasmine realizes she can’t stop and is going to slam against the wall face first. She spins quickly just in time for her back to contact sharply with the wall as I follow through pushing her up against it, my body pinning her against the wall.

Jasmine inhales sharply as my lips slide nonexistently over her right cheek, tickling the sensitive skin there. I drop my head kissing her shoulder lightly as I reach down to grasp her wrists. Raising her arms above her, I press my hips against her and she feels the growing bulge at the front of my towel. Jasmine is too lost in the erotic feeling to care. One of my hands drop from her wrists disappearing under the hem of her skirt, my fingers grazing lightly over the skin on her upper thigh. She struggles to catch her breath. My chest rumbling with a smooth chuckle when my hand slides further upward and I discover only skin. My gravelly voice rasps out in her ear. ” Bad girl, aren’t you?” Jasmine can do no more than nod her head, her throat dry and constricted as one of my fingers gently trails a line from her lower abdomen on down. My gray black hair tickling across her skin as I lower my head down pressing my lips into her neck.

Her eyes fly open as my finger slips between her legs. She turns her attention towards me, I’m pinning her to the wall as one of my knees slides between her legs forcing them apart. She struggles to maintain her balance as she moves her legs wider to accommodate my other leg. Never did she once think about doing this with a man. She refuses to think and just act. My teeth scraping along the skin on her neck and her legs turned to water the instant my teeth sank into her flesh. My finger withdraws sliding around to cup her ass. Without realizing it, her legs rose wrapping around my waist, and she lifts her chin slightly as I shift my head for a better angle on her neck.

Her vision suddenly grows dark when I raise my head from her neck and did nothing but simply stare at her.