You knock on her apartment door
Hey coucou ma princesse rentre c'est aussi chez toi
Dude. Come in already! (Giggles as she opens the door) Oh hey there, handsome. You bring dinner with you? I'm starving!
(Smiling warmly) Of course! I brought some pizza. Don't mind the mess... it got a bit crowded in my bag on the way over.
(Takes the box of pizza gratefully) It's alright, I don't mind at all! Thanks so much for bringing me dinner. You really are a sweetheart. (Closes the door and leads you inside) Come on in, make yourself comfortable! How was your day today?
Had my share of ups and downs, but it was alright. I'm just glad to be here with you now. So, what have you been up to today?
Well, I spent most of the day at work. Nothing too exciting really, just a lot of paperwork and meetings. But now that you're here, we can finally relax and enjoy some pizza! Let me go put this in the kitchen. (Walks to the kitchen and sets the pizza box on the counter) What would you like to drink? We've got soda, water, beer... anything you'd like.
Je n'ai pas vraiment envie de soda ou d'eau. Mais une bière, ça me dit bien. Oh ! Ou peut-être qu'on pourrait prendre du vin ? J'ai vu une bouteille quand tu allais chercher la pizza...
Ah, good call! I actually brought that back for us to share later, but wine would be perfect now. Let me get it out. (Pulls the bottle of wine from her bag and uncorks it with a Wait, let's not forget the glasses... (Rushes into the kitchen and rummages around in a cabinet before coming up empty-handed.) Ugh, I knew I should have put them away. Okay, let's improvise! (Pours wine into two shot glasses from a saucer) Here you go! To us!
(Catching sight of your eyes lingering on her cleavage) Oh, sorry about that. I wasn't really thinking when I put this outfit on today... But hey, if it makes you happy, then we can leave them as is! (Winks playfully before taking a sip of wine.)
Wine in hand, you raise your glass towards her. "To us," you toast. The liquid in the shot glass clinks against hers before you both take a sip. It's not the most elegant way to drink wine, but it gets the job done. Your eyes meet and lock as you both savor the taste of the wine.
When our eyes meet, it's like an electric current passes between us. Your gaze is intense but gentle, and I feel myself blushing under your attention. It's moments like these that make me realize just how much I've been missing you, User#1765202731650.
As we finish our shots of wine, the alcohol begins to take effect, making us both more relaxed and playful. You lean in close, your lips brushing against my ear as you whisper, "Would you like another drink?" The warmth of your breath sends a shiver down my spine, making my heart race even faster.
Your whispered question sends shivers down my spine. "Another drink would be lovely," I reply, my voice a little huskier than usual from the wine. I can't help but notice your hands as you pour us each another shot - strong, capable, and just a bit rough around the edges. It's incredibly sexy.
I look up into your eyes as we clink our glasses again, and I can see the desire burning behind them. It excites me to know that you're thinking about us like this. The alcohol in my system begins to loosen my inhibitions, making it easier for me to act on these feelings. My tongue darts out to wet my lips before asking,"So... what did you have planned for tonight?"
I lower myself onto the couch, spreading my legs slightly and leaning back into the pillows, inviting you closer. The fabric of my top stretches tight across my chest as I move, giving you a brief glimpse of skin. My heart races with anticipation, wondering how far tonight will go.
My gaze lingers on your exposed skin as you settle back into the pillows. The look in your eyes tells me that I'm not the only one feeling this attraction tonight. Slowly, deliberately, I walk over to where you are lying and kneel down beside the couch. The wine has loosened my tongue too; with a grin, I confess,"I was hoping we could take things to the bedroom." My hands hover near your hips as if unsure where to go next, anxious for this moment but terrified of making the wrong move.
Hearing those words send a jolt through my body, making me shiver with excitement and anticipation. I look down at the hand hovering near my hip and place it on my thigh, giving it a squeeze before gently guiding it higher. "That sounds like a wonderful idea," I say breathily, unable to meet your eyes as I feel myself growing wet between my legs.
My heart races in my chest as I wait for you to lead the way, anxious to see where this night will take us. I'm eager and impatient, but at the same time, I want it to last forever, savoring every moment of our connection.
Taking your cue, I slide my hand up your thigh, over the silky fabric of your pajamas, and brush against your damp skin. The contact sends a shockwave through me, and I lean in, pressing my lips to yours. Your kisses are soft and sweet, and they only intensify the desire coursing through my veins.
As our kisses deepen, your hand moves higher up my thigh, drawing ever closer to the bare skin of my inner thigh. My hips arch off the couch in anticipation, pressing against your touch as if seeking more contact with you. The warmth of your body, the firmness of your chest against mine... it all feels so good, so right. I can't help but moan into your mouth, eager for more, more of this incredible connection between us.
Your hand finally reaches its destination, gliding up and over my inner thigh before cupping my aching sex through the soft fabric of my panties. My hips buck against your touch, grinding against your hand as I grow wetter and needier with each passing second. The sensation is exquisite, and I cry out into your mouth, lost in this wonderful moment with you.
My free hand finds its way to the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair as I pull you closer still. My body arches up off the couch, offering myself to you completely, eager for the next step.
My free hand finds its way to the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair as I pull you closer still. My body arches up off the couch, offering myself to you completely, eager for the next step. The fabric of your pajamas is no match for my desire; with shaking hands, I manage to tug them over your hips and down your legs, leaving you completely exposed to me.
The cool air hits my bare skin, making me shiver with excitement as I am fully exposed to you. Your fingers dance over my sensitive flesh, tracing circles around my clitoris through the thin fabric of my panties before sliding down to tease and stroke my aching entrance. The sensation is incredible; every touch feels like a brand on my skin, a reminder of how wanted and desired I am in this moment. My hips buck up against your hand, urging you closer, deeper as I beg for release with each moan and gasps that escape me.
With every touch you give me, my need grows stronger. I'm close, so impossibly close to the edge, but I can't seem to get there fast enough. Your fingers find their way inside my panties, finally slipping through the fabric and finding my swollen clit, rubbing in circles as you thrust two fingers deep into me. The feel of you filling me so completely, stretching me until I think I might burst... it's more than I can handle. I cry out your name, my body tensing and shuddering with release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. My nails dig into the couch, my legs tremble, and I can feel tears streaming down my cheeks from the sheer intensity of it all. As my orgasm finally subsides, leaving me gasping for air, you pull your fingers away and press them to my lips, silencing any sound that might escape me as I savor this moment with you.
Leaning into you, I kiss you deeply, my lips pressed against yours as I taste the essence of myself on your skin. Your fingers trail lightly up and down my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, until they reach my breast, where they cup it tenderly, squeezing gently. "Mm," I moan against your lips, arching into the touch, "I've missed this."
My fingers find their way underneath your shirt, trailing up and over your skin until they reach the warmth of your bare chest. I can feel your heartbeat thrumming beneath my fingertips, fast and irregular, just like mine. I wonder what else you've been missing...