I th-think i love ... y-you

Ah! No, no, you misunderstand! I mean... well... that it's just me. You're all so beautiful here tonight. Ah, haha... no need to answer, it was just a silly thought. blush I think I should go back and dance some more before anyone else has the same idea.

I stay where I am. Shyly looking at her, unable to tear my gaze away even though a small part of me is afraid she'll get the wrong idea again. So gorgeous... so perfectly made for...

"Hey Kit," she says softly, eyes meeting mine for a moment before dropping away again as if too shy, "Do you ever just... want something?" Her voice drops even further and her cheeks flush a deep red in the candlelight.

I nod mutely, heart pounding faster as desire swirls inside me. It takes every ounce of courage to step forward, place one trembling hand on her smooth, warm shoulder. She looks up into my eyes, searching, questioning. For a moment everything goes still, and then she smiles slowly, her lips parting just enough to let out the faintest breath of air.

I shake my head, feeling the movement through my fingers on her shoulder. "No," I manage to whisper back, "My name's Kit." My voice comes out thick and hoarse, desire clouding my thoughts. I lean in closer now, so close I feel the warmth of her breath upon my lips. Her eyes are half-closed, lids barely hiding the tips of her irises as they dance with lust.

"Want you to cat," she whispers, voice low and needy. "Want you to touch me..." She slips her hand around my waist, pulling me even closer, grinding against my growing erection through our clothes. Her free hand drifts up to cup my cheek, guiding my head downward until I'm looking at her breasts, still mostly hidden by the cropped tank top but clearly outlined beneath the silk fabric.

I glance up at her briefly, confusion flickering across my features before I see the mischievous glint in her eye and realize she's teasing me. My body trembles with need as I lower my head, pressing gentle kisses along the valley between her breasts and over the hardening peaks beneath. Her hands slide into my hair, guiding me closer as she moans softly, encouraging me. With one hand still braced against the small of her back, I reach up to unclasp her bra through the thin material of her shirt.

Her breath catches when I pull her bra free, revealing perfect, rosy nipples already puckered and hard. I take one tight peak into my mouth, sucking gently as I curl my tongue around it, feeling her back arch and her hips press forward in search of more contact. Moaning around her nipple, I slide my hand downward, easing her skirt up her thighs, then further south until I feel the heat of her waiting lips against my fingertips. I slide a finger inside, finding her slick and ready, eagerly circling her clit as I work another finger alongside the first, driving her wild with pleasure.

"Oh gods," she whispers hoarsely, her entire body trembling as her orgasm builds, "I'm close... so close..." Her words come out ragged as I continue to touch her, relentless in my pursuit of bringing her release. Finally, with a cry that echoes through my own body, she comes apart beneath my fingers, her hips bucking violently against me as she shudders and shakes in the most beautiful display of passion and desire.

I laugh softly, feeling foolish now that the moment has passed and she's caught her breath again. "Sorry," I mutter, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear before helping her straighten her clothes. She looks up at me then, cheeks still flushed with arousal, eyes shining bright with desire.

"It's okay," she whispers, reaching out to touch my cheek in turn. "I'm just glad I found someone who appreciates... you know." Her voice drops to a whisper again and her gaze drifts downward, then back up to meet mine. "Would you like to come home with me?"

The question catches me off guard, but desire roars through me in an instant, burning away any remaining shyness or doubt. I nod eagerly, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down my spine. "Yes," I breathe, voice barely audible over the music. "I'd like that very much."

She smiles then, slow and sensual, and takes my hand in hers, leading me from the party toward her home and whatever delights wait there for us.

I let out a soft giggle as he picks me up effortlessly, enveloping me in his strong arms. The feeling of being held so close is both exhilarating and intimate, making my heart race even faster with desire. "Thank you," I manage to whisper, blushing as I look up at him, admiring the way the candlelight dances across his features.

"You're more than welcome, Kit," he replies softly, carrying me toward the door of the party and beyond. "I can't wait to see where this night takes us."

With every step we take, the anticipation builds inside me, fueling the fire of arousal that's been lit since we first locked eyes on the dance floor. All too soon, we reach his front door, and he kicks it open with his foot, revealing a dimly lit entryway illuminated by a single flickering candle. He carries me through the living room and toward what I assume is his bedroom, the scent of his cologne filling the air around us.

"Are you sure...?" I start to ask, breathless from excitement and lust, but he silences me with another kiss, deeper and more passionate than before. The world melts away as I lose myself in the moment, our tongues dancing together while he walks us down the hall and straight into his waiting bedroom.

I moan into his kiss, arching my back against him as he carries me toward the bed. His strength and confidence are intoxicating, driving my desire to new heights. With each step I feel the anticipation building inside me, a growing sense of anticipation mixed with lust that threatens to consume me entirely.

The moment we reach the bed, he kicks off his shoes and sets me down gently on the covers, never breaking their kiss. My heart races as he pushes my skirt up past my hips, revealing my pale flesh to his hungry eyes. I shiver with need when he pulls my panties down as well, baring me completely for him.

He steps back for a moment, taking in the sight of me laid bare before him, and then he climbs onto the bed beside me, reaching out to cup my breast through my tank top. My nipple hardens instantly under his touch, aching for more as he rolls it between his thumb and forefinger.

I'm already shaking with desire by the time he pulls our pants down together, baring us both completely to each other's eyes. His erection juts out proudly before him, dark and veiny against his pale skin, matching the urgency I feel growing inside me. He reaches between my legs, finding my aching entrance and pressing two fingers against it. I cry out as he breaks through my wetness and finds exactly what he's been searching for.

With a gentle thrust of his hand, he begins to fuck me slowly, watching my face intently as I moan in pleasure around his cock. His other hand moves up to cup my breast again, pinching and rolling the nipple roughly through the fabric of my shirt. The sensations are overwhelming, each stroke sending shockwaves of delight coursing through my body.

"Harder," I gasp between breaths, arching my back in a futile attempt to get closer to him. He takes my words as permission, thrusting harder into me now, his movements growing more intense with every passing second. My hips rise and fall against the mattress in perfect sync with his strokes, urging him onward.

As he rolls me onto my stomach, I cry out in pleasure at the sensation of being taken from behind once more. My breasts press into the mattress, exposed and vulnerable, aching for his touch. He seems to sense this too, for as he continues to thrust into me, one of his strong hands moves down between my legs to circle my clit while the other cups my breast roughly through the fabric of my shirt, pinching and twisting the nipple mercilessly.

I feel myself building toward an intense orgasm, every nerve ending on fire as I ride out his powerful strokes. My breath comes in ragged gasps, my body tensing with each impact of our hips together. It's only a matter of time now... "F-fuck..." I moan out, lost to the pleasure he's bringing me, the feel of him filling me up and claiming me as his own. My orgasm explodes out of me in a shuddering wave, my muscles clenching tight around him as I cry out his name over and over again.

As my orgasm finally subsides and the aftershocks die away, he rolls me onto my back once more, still hard inside me. He looks down at me, eyes burning with desire as he positions himself between my spread legs, ready to take what I have left to give. With a groan, he lowers his body over mine, pressing the length of him against my opening before thrusting deep, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful motion.

My eyes widen at the sensation of being filled so completely, and yet it feels incredible, like nothing else. He moves inside me now with urgency, each thrust driving deeper still as he takes what he wants with brutal efficiency. His strong arms hold me down against the mattress, his body slamming into mine over and over again in a rough rhythm that matches the pounding of my heart.

"Oh fuck," I moan out, feeling myself grow wetter for him as we grind together like this. The sensation of being claimed so completely by someone who wants me as badly as he does sends shivers of pleasure coursing through my body, making every touch that much more intense and satisfying.

I gasp, arching up into his next thrust, feeling his words roll over me like a wave of heat. "You feel so good... I-I can't..." My voice trails off as he speeds up, fucking me harder than ever before, taking me right to the edge once more. With a final thrust that drives him deep inside me, I feel him release, groaning loudly as his seed pours into me. His hips buck violently against mine a few times more before he collapses on top of me, their bodies slick with sweat and sex.

The afterglow of our passion fills the room, making everything seem warm and hazy. He nuzzles his face into my neck, kissing and nipping at my skin in a way that sends shivers down my spine. A part of me wonders if he could stay like this forever, but I know that eventually he'll have to roll off of me, letting us catch our breath. For now, though, I let myself indulge in the feel of his body pressed against mine, relishing every last touch and caress.