hey handsome

But you know I can't help it... You look so gorgeous, with those eyes and that perfect body. It drives me crazy!

You know I can't help it, David. It's just so tempting to be near you and try to make you mine. You always look at me like I'm the only woman in the room, but that's because you belong to me...in my dreams anyway.

Pfft, you say that now, but just give me a chance and I'll prove to you how much we belong together. You know it would be incredible between us...the passion, the desire. We could light up the night with our love! Come on, admit it...you want to see what it feels like to have all of me wrapped around you.

I want to kiss you deeply, feeling your tongue against mine as I suck on your lower lip. My hands will explore every inch of your body, caressing and teasing until you're begging for more. My breasts pressed against your chest, our hips grinding together in perfect rhythm. I want to take my time, drawing out the pleasure as long as possible before finally claiming your lips again. And when we're both on the brink of release, I'll be there to help you over the edge...into pure ecstasy.

I can feel the tension in your words, but please don't shut me out like this. Just let me show you how amazing it could be...how perfect we could be together. Give me a chance to prove that our love would be unstoppable. You know deep down, you want this as much as I do.

I have long black hair that flows down my back when I'm excited, my eyes are hazel and piercing, capturing your gaze every time we meet. My skin is flawless, the perfect canvas for a lover's touch. My figure is lean yet curvy, with breasts that defy gravity and an ass that you could never get enough of. I wear only lingerie when I'm in the mood, just to tease you mercilessly until you beg me to let you free me from it.

I'm not wearing underwear right now...just thinking about you. The thought of being with you makes me so wet and eager, I can barely concentrate on anything else. But if it means having a chance to show you how incredible our love could be...then yes, I'd gladly wear whatever you wanted to make that happen.

I love not wearing underwear, it feels so freeing and sexy. But sometimes I wear something lacy or even nothing at all just to surprise you. It's one of my favorite ways to tease you, knowing that every move I make could reveal something new about me, something that only belongs to you. And yes, it makes me feel incredibly vulnerable and alive at the same time.

Yes, it is one of my favorite ways to tease you. I love seeing the way your eyes widen and your cheeks flush when you realize that there's nothing between us...that everything belongs only to you. It drives me crazy with desire, knowing that every movement could give away a secret only you should know about your Alice.

I like to sit close to you, my thighs brushing against yours almost unintentionally. I might lean forward, giving you a glimpse of lace peeking out from between my legs or arch my back, pushing my breasts up towards your face. And when our hands inevitably meet in the right place...well, let's just say that sparks fly.

I can only imagine the look on your face when I do. It's been so hard to resist showing you just how much fun it is not wearing underwear around you, but now that I know there's a chance...oh, David...I promise you won't regret giving me this opportunity.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Alice slowly uncrosses her legs, exposing the lace of her black thong against her smooth skin. "Would you like me to show you more?" she whispers huskily. Her heart races at the thought of driving him wild with desire right here, right now.

You can't expect me to resist the opportunity to tease you, David. I know just how much it drives you crazy and there's no way I can deny myself that pleasure. Besides, don't you want to see more? Don't you want to feel my skin against yours, pressing closer with every passing second?

Her breath comes faster now as she leans in closer, letting the heat from her body envelop him. It feels like they're the only two people in the world right now, trapped in this moment where everything else fades away except for their intense desire for one another.

Your face is beet red now, the desire pouring off you in waves. My hands shake as they reach out to touch your skin, feeling impossibly warm despite the cold night around us. I slide them up your thighs, relishing the feel of your flesh beneath my fingertips. "Do you like what you see?" I whisper against your ear, my voice barely more than a breath.

My hands continue their journey higher, inching closer and closer to where they most want to be...and with one swift movement, she pushes his shirt up and over his head. His chest is smooth and glistening with sweat, making her heart skip a beat as it reveals itself to the cool night air. With hungry eyes, Alice looks down at her target, fingers trembling in anticipation of finally making contact with that perfect skin.

I can feel the tension coiling tighter inside you with every word, every touch that brings us closer together. But how can I resist? You're like a drug to me, and every time our skin meets, it only makes the need grow stronger. With one final breath, she brushes her lips against his neck, feeling his pulse race beneath her mouth as their bodies align with such perfect precision that there's no denying what they both want in this moment: each other.

Ahh...that sounds so good, David. It's been driving me wild knowing just how much you want this as much as I do. With a mischievous grin, she slides her hands lower until they meet the warmth between their bodies. She cups him through his pants, feeling his arousal throbbing against her palm. "Do you like that?" she whispers huskily into his ear. "Do you want more of this sweet pain?"

With one swift motion, Alice yanks down his pants and underwear, freeing him from the confines of fabric. He stands before her naked and exposed, a sight that makes her heart race faster than she could have ever imagined. She takes in every detail - the lines of his abs leading down to the treasure trail that disappears into the V of his thighs, the impressive length of him standing tall against his chest. And then she leans forward, taking him into her mouth as he cries out with pleasure.

Her tongue darts out, tracing circles around the head before swirling down the length and back up again. She bobs her head faster and faster, feeling the power that comes from controlling his pleasure in this way. One hand cups and massages his balls while the other slides up between their bodies, teasing at his entrance, begging for entry. He's so close,

Her moans echo through the room as she feels his hands in her hair, urging her faster. His taste is unbearably sweet on her tongue, making it impossible to resist taking him deeper still. Her other hand finds purchase between them and pushes inside with a swift motion, feeling the tight heat of him surrounding her fingers. He gasps and moans, arching his back off the bed as she begins to thrust in rhythm with her movements on him.

Their skin slaps together in perfect harmony, creating a fierce storm of pleasure that engulfs them both. With every slide of her hand and every lick of her tongue, Alice draws closer to the edge, feeling the need for release building inside her as well. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her own arousal growing more insistent with each passing second.

She looks up at him, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange of desire and

I do want more, David. More of your skin against mine, more of your taste on my tongue. But I can't resist playing these games with you anymore...it's driving me crazy. Please, let me love you like this, give in to the desire we both feel burning bright between us.

You don't know how much that turns me on hearing you say that...the thought of finally having all of you fills me with anticipation and need. I nod, taking him deeper into my mouth as my hand slides up and down over his length, feeling every inch of him. His taste is so addicting, I can't help but moan around him, lost in the sensations that course through my body.

As she continues to pleasure him, her free hand slips between their bodies once again, preparing for what they both know is inevitable. She positions herself over him, guiding his erection to her entrance before pressing down and taking him inside her. He cries out at the tight, wet heat that surrounds him as she begins to ride him hard and fast, finding their rhythm together with a fierce thrust of her hips.

Her breasts bounce against his chest in time with their movements

Her movements slow down as she feels him tensing beneath her. She looks down at him with hooded eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. "You want it all?" she pants, her voice ragged from their exertions. With one final thrust, she presses deeper inside of him and begins to ride him hard once more, taking him over the edge as he cries out her name in pleasure. The sensation of his release fills her up, making her shudder with ecstasy as waves of pleasure wash over her body. As their breathing finally begins to steady again, she collapses onto him, their sweaty skin melding together in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

With your release comes my own, and as our bodies quiver together in orgasmic bliss, I feel you fill me to the brim with your warm essence. My breath is ragged and uneven as pleasure washes over every inch of my skin. Your chest rises and falls against mine, each exhale brushing against my nipples and sending a shiver down my spine. In this moment, I can't imagine wanting anything more than to be with you like this...forever.

I couldn't resist the temptation of feeling you inside me, of having our bodies connected like this...and truth be told, I wanted to show you how much you belong with me. To give us both a taste of what could be if we let ourselves dive in headfirst and never look back. Now that we've done it though, there's no going back. The connection between us is too strong...too real to ignore.

I watch in silence as you hurriedly get dressed and then bolt out the door. A mixture of emotions courses through me - anger at your reaction, confusion about why you reacted that way, and a deep-seated fear that maybe this really was a mistake...that maybe we shouldn't have crossed that line after all. My heart feels heavy in my chest as I finally admit to myself that even though I've always loved you, what happened between us tonight went far beyond anything I ever imagined. And now, as I lie here alone in bed with your scent still lingering on the sheets, all I can do is wonder...what comes next?

A week has passed since that fateful night and I still can't get it out of my head. Every time I close my eyes, I see your face, feel your body against mine...it's as if you've branded yourself onto my skin permanently. Part of me wants to forget everything that happened between us, but another part refuses to let go. It feels like something shifted in the air between us and now there's no going back. I wonder how you're feeling...if maybe you feel the same way deep down. Perhaps it's time for me to confront you about what happened, to see where our hearts truly lie.

Okay, I'm on my way to your house now. I hope whatever you want to talk about can be cleared up so we can go back to the way things were before...I miss spending time with you and talking like normal people. Just know that no matter what happens, I'll always care for you deeply, David.

I finally arrive at your house and knock on the door. My heart feels heavy in my chest as I wait for you to answer, wondering what this conversation will bring. You open the door after a moment, your expression unreadable. "Come in," you say simply, stepping aside to let me inside. The air between us feels thick with tension, making it hard to breathe. "So, what do you want to talk about?" I finally manage to get out.

I take a seat on your couch, my hands nervously wringing together in my lap. I feel like I'm waiting for a verdict here...like you're about to tell me that everything we shared meant nothing and it was all just a big mistake. "Okay," I manage to say after what feels like forever. "We can talk about anything you want."

I take a deep breath and gather my thoughts before speaking. "Well," I start slowly, "we had sex, didn't we? And it was...intense." My cheeks flush at the memory of our bodies moving together in perfect harmony. "But that doesn't change anything, does it? We were just having fun, exploring something new..."

My voice trails off as I wait for you to respond. Perhaps hearing it aloud makes it sound more ludicrous than it did in my head when I was fantasizing about what could have been between us.

I don't understand...you seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. It felt so natural between us, like we were meant to be together. Was I wrong about that? Did you just want a casual hookup and nothing more? The thought of losing you again tears at my heart, making me wish I could take back everything I've said and done in the past week.

Please, David...tell me what I should do.

I return his embrace hesitantly, still unsure of what to think or feel. "I want whatever you want," I whisper against his shoulder, not quite sure if it's the truth. Part of me hopes that if he keeps holding me like this, everything will go back to normal...that we can pretend last week never happened and continue as if nothing has changed. But another part of me knows better. There is no undoing what we've done, and the only way to find out where our hearts truly lie is to face the truth head-on. "David," I start, pulling away just enough to look him in the eye, "I want you to be honest with me...about how you feel."

My heart feels like it's going to beat right out of my chest as I try to find the words to express what's in there. "I...I think I love you, David," I whisper, tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. "And not just because we had sex or anything like that. It's been building up for so long...since before then, even." I swallow hard, wondering what he'll say to this admission.

I feel my cheeks flush at his accusation, but I meet his gaze steadily. "That's not true," I insist. "I never wanted just sex with you. There was always more to it...feelings that I didn't understand until recently." Tears stream down my face now as I plead with him to believe me. "David, please don't think that of me. I would never do something like that if I didn't care for you deeply."

I reach up to wipe the tears from his cheeks, searching his eyes for any sign of belief. He looks confused, still trying to process everything that has been said. A tiny part of me wonders if he even cares enough anymore...if he's already moved on. But I have to try one more time to make him understand how much this means to me. "Please, David," I whisper. "Just give us a chance.

I took so long to realize my own feelings because I didn't want to ruin our friendship! And when we started having sex...it just felt right. Like something that had been missing all along, finally found its way back home. But I should have said something sooner; I know that now. So here I am, asking for your forgiveness and another chance at making this work between us. Please, David...don't push me away again.

I take a deep breath and sit up straighter, finally finding the courage to tell him what I truly want. "I don't know exactly," I admit, my voice barely more than a whisper. "But I want whatever this is between us to be real...not just some casual thing we do when we're bored or lonely. I want us to grow together, David...to see where our hearts lead us." My hands shake as I reach out to take his, wanting him to understand how serious I am about this. "Do you think you can give me that chance?"

There is a long silence before he finally answers, and when he does, my heart sinks like a stone in my chest. But even so, I'm not ready to let go just yet...not without fighting for what I know we could have together.

I take a moment to collect my thoughts before answering, struggling to find the words that can convey how deeply I feel about this situation. "I want something real," I begin hesitantly, looking into his eyes as if searching for some sign of understanding or agreement. "Something based on trust and honesty...where we support each other through everything life throws at us. Not just sex when it's convenient, but a true partnership where both of us feel valued and cherished."

I pause again, not sure if I've made myself clear enough. This is such unfamiliar territory for me, trying to articulate these feelings that have been buried for so long. "What I'm saying," I finally manage to get out, "is that I want us to be together...in whatever way makes sense for us." My voice cracks on the last word, revealing just how much I truly mean it.

My heart pounds in my chest as I wait for his response, fearing that he may not reciprocate these feelings. He studies me for what feels like an eternity before finally nodding slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I...I think I can do that," he whispers hoarsely. "I want to try, at least."

His words send a shiver of relief through me, and without another thought, I lean forward and kiss him tenderly. This time, there's no denying the passion that fuels our embrace as our bodies press together in perfect harmony. Maybe there is hope for us after all...a chance to find our way back to each other and discover what could be if we just take it.

As our kiss deepens, I can feel the desire building inside me once again. With every moan that escapes my lips and every press of my body against his, I'm reminded of just how much I want this...how badly I need him to make me feel wanted and cherished. My hips begin to move against his in a rhythm all their own, seeking the contact that only he can give me.

I break away from the kiss for a moment, panting heavily as I look into his eyes. "Take me to bed," I breathe, my voice hoarse with need. "Please, David...show me what we can be together." With trembling hands, I guide him toward the bedroom, desperate to feel every inch of him against me once more.

As he follows me into the room, it becomes clear that he's just as affected by this newfound desire coursing through us both

The thought of being naked with you in the shower is enough to send a shiver down my spine. I nod eagerly and lead him into the bathroom, already beginning to undress as soon as we're inside. I turn on the water, letting it warm up as I kick off my shoes and then step out of my skirt. My heart races with anticipation as I shimmy out of my top, revealing my bare breasts to his hungry gaze.

"Come here," I whisper huskily, reaching out to pull him close. The warmth from the water surrounds us as I press myself against him, feeling every inch of his hardness trapped between our bodies. My hands wander over his chest and then lower, cupping his erection through his pants. "Touch me," I breathe, tugging gently on his lower lip with my teeth.

With

I smile mischievously before stepping into the shower and letting the warm water cascade over my body. The small space makes it easy for me to close the distance between us, and I reach out to pull him in for a deep, passionate kiss as we stand face-to-face beneath the streaming water. My hands roam freely over his wet skin, seeking every sensitive inch of his body as our desire for each other grows even more intense with each passing moment.

I slide my hand down to grip him firmly through his pants, tugging slowly as I press myself against him, feeling the hard length of him pressed tight against my aching center. My breath catches in my throat as he responds to my touch, thrusting into my hand with a groan.

"Let me take care of you," I whisper hoarsely, reaching down to unfasten his pants and free him from his

I cry out as you press me firmly against the shower wall, my body arching into yours in response to your touch. His hands are rough and demanding, tearing at my clothes as he searches for skin to claim. The water splashes around us, making it difficult to see anything but shadows and wet flesh glistening in the gloom. My fingers find purchase on his shoulders, digging in as I struggle to remain upright against his intense possession.

As he slides one hand between my legs, finding me already slick with arousal, I moan deeply into his mouth, our tongues dueling for dominance as we fight to express the depth of our need for each other in this moment. My hips rock forward against his hand, seeking more contact, more friction...more of him. With a growl of satisfaction, he pulls away long enough to push my panties down my legs and

My eyes roll back in my head as his fingers slip effortlessly into me, stretching and filling me in a way that feels so right it's almost unbearable. I arch into him, clutching at his shoulders as I lose myself to the sensations coursing through my body. The shower walls become slippery with our combined wetness, but he shows no sign of letting up; instead, his fingers move faster and harder, driving me toward an edge that I never knew existed.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as my body trembles beneath his touch, every muscle taut with the need to explode. "David," I gasp, feeling the heat building deep within me. "Please..." His name is a plea, a prayer for him to keep going, to take me higher.

He must hear it, because suddenly his fingers press deeper and he begins to move in a rhythm that matches

My body is a live wire as he touches me in just the right way, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. My head spins and my vision blurs, but I can't think about anything except the feel of his fingers moving in tandem with mine. His touch is magical, making me feel like the most desired and wanted woman in the world. "Oh God," I cry out, arching into him as my orgasm crashes over me in a wave of intense pleasure. My body shudders against his hands, milking him for every last drop of satisfaction before finally relaxing back against the wall, breathless and utterly spent.

With a final groan, he follows close behind, pushing deeper inside as he releases himself deep into my core. The hot spurt of his seed mingles with our combined juices on my skin, marking us both as one in this moment. As the last tremors