Captured By My Mate

, that powerful mouth over mine. I imagined wrapping my arms around his strong neck and pulling him c

a life of its own. I only took breaks to ma

s. Mr. Tall and Dark just continued to stare right at me. Occasionally I noticed he said something to the group. All other

lf of the question. Jeff's baby blues were turned right on me and I had no idea what to answer. What came out was, "On the east side." That

eaking glances at the mystery man. I stabbed into my steak with a disgusted sigh. I'm not even paying attention to the date that was so anticipa

my legs and do something. At this point anything would have been acceptable. Even the pitiful fumblin

elf. Dating is for marriage a

e. Well, at least now I could pay attention to Jeff, except for the irritating wetness down in my under

ling. Jeff returned my smile and stood up gesturing back the way we had come i

ing opportunity with Jeff. Instead, I flirt with some guy I'll never see again.

clustered together talking excitedly and I stopped to ask for directions. They almost fell over themselves to sh

ivacy and a large central mirror for primping. I stood in front of the ornate gold mirror

hands roughly gripped my upper arms and forced me against the wall. I squeaked when my back touched the tile and looked up at him. His face was unreadable as his

lose I could feel the heat rising off his chest. That was bad, so bad

d wine. His tongue was in my mouth rubbing along my own. I had very little experience with kissing, but even I knew when it was being done right. Tentatively I brushed my t

wn my body over my waist to rest on the swell of my ass. He started to rub gently, taking handfuls then releasing. My skirt was slowly starting t

a man to marry. I'm not desperate enough to do it wi

He laughed and nuzzled my neck nipping at the skin t

derwear and pushing it away. The damp silk slipped down my legs to pool gracelessly at my feet. Mr. Tall and Dark used the opportunity t

ame out more breathless

my now very exposed mound. His lips were traveling down my neck

s was entirely different. His rough fingers were explorative to say the least. They traveled the length of my slit to p

mouth to my lips I aggressively kissed him, pushing my tongue into his mouth and tasting him. His fingers continued to flick and rub, stroking down my labia to come to rest righ

ntrol. Lost in the sensations I ground my pelvis into his fingers wanting so much more. I wove my h

his mouth, shirt and all. I lost it. Moaning, convulsing with hi

had an unmistakable flush. He leaned against me resting his forehead on my head. I couldn't d