He unlocked the door, and we stepped inside. I closed the door behind me, being sure to lock it. I didn’t bother slipping out of my shoes, Priest was already done slipping out of his. I grabbed him and pulled him up to face me. With us both standing, he was only a couple inches taller than I was with my heels on. Stepping closer to him, I wrapped my arms around his neck as my eyes locked on his.
A wide grin spread over his face. “You don’t waste any time, do you?”
“No,” I said flatly.
My lips crashed against his. Passionate, rough, aggressive. His arms wrapped around my body pulling me close. This was what I wanted right now, and he was more than willing to give it to me. I let out a soft moan as he pulled me into the room and then drew away, motioning for me to follow him. I did, and I ended up in a bedroom.
The room itself was small; though the bed was big and covered with silk bedding. I padded over the dingy carpets to the bed and dropped down. Priest looked me up and down as he flicked on the light, his blue eyes resting on mine as he stepped towards me. His fingers traced over the curves of my body and his hands made their way down to the hem of my shirt, which he pulled off me in a matter of seconds. His eyes lit up as his hands roamed over my body, stopping at my breasts. I let out a soft moan as he massaged them gently. Grabbing his leather jacket I pulled it off quickly, staring down at his muscular arms, covered in tattoos. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off him. My eyes locked on him, taking in his muscular chest, his abs, his huge arms. The tattoo was what stood out to me the most.
Drawing him down onto the bed, I crawled on top, my fingers tracing over his body as my lips made their way to his.
His finger tangled into my hair as he pulled gently, and I moaned as he nipped my lower lip.
So, that’s what it was going to be like tonight? I was okay with that.
I nipped him back just as hard and let out a soft breath of pleasure as his hands traced down my thigh. I moaned as he made his way back up the other side of my thigh and over my crotch outside of my jeans. Groaning, I pushed my hips against him and he chuckled, rolling me onto my back. I felt the button of my jeans come undone and he slid my pants along with my panties down my legs. I reached out and touched the tattoo on his shoulder. 09/22 2005.
He paused as he realized what I was doing. I stole a glance at him and saw every ounce of lust had faded from him face.
He pushed himself up from the bed without a word and walked out of the room.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. What was I supposed to say? I jumped to my feet, snatched up the first thing I could cover myself with, which happened to be his shirt, and chased after him. “Are you okay?”
I wasn’t really sure what else I was supposed to say. He refused to look at me, instead staring out the window.
“Priest?”
He turned his attention to me. “Just leave me alone,” he snapped.
My eyes narrowed. “Fine.” I turned on my heel and headed back to the bedroom, slipped out of his shirt and tossed it onto the ground. If he was going to be a dick, I wasn’t going to stay around him. The only reason I liked him so much was because he was cute and didn’t sit there trying to tell me lies. I knew he only wanted down my pants.
I pulled my own shirt on and grabbed my pants.
“I’m sorry.” I had one leg in my jeans when I heard his voice.
I turned to face him as I pulled my leg fully through. “It’s fine. Don’t worry I’m leaving.”
“Please don’t.” He sounded so pathetic, I almost wanted to stay.
“You just told me to leave!” I shouted as I pulled the other leg through the jeans and made my way towards the door. He stepped in front of it refusing to let me past him.
“I’m sorry I yelled at you,” he repeated. “And I’d really like to make it up to you.”
No. You still want to try and get down my pants. I forced myself to look down
A wide grin spread over his face. “You don’t waste any time, do you?”
“No,” I said flatly.
My lips crashed against his. Passionate, rough, aggressive. His arms wrapped around my body pulling me close. This was what I wanted right now, and he was more than willing to give it to me. I let out a soft moan as he pulled me into the room and then drew away, motioning for me to follow him. I did, and I ended up in a bedroom.
The room itself was small; though the bed was big and covered with silk bedding. I padded over the dingy carpets to the bed and dropped down. Priest looked me up and down as he flicked on the light, his blue eyes resting on mine as he stepped towards me. His fingers traced over the curves of my body and his hands made their way down to the hem of my shirt, which he pulled off me in a matter of seconds. His eyes lit up as his hands roamed over my body, stopping at my breasts. I let out a soft moan as he massaged them gently. Grabbing his leather jacket I pulled it off quickly, staring down at his muscular arms, covered in tattoos. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off him. My eyes locked on him, taking in his muscular chest, his abs, his huge arms. The tattoo was what stood out to me the most.
Drawing him down onto the bed, I crawled on top, my fingers tracing over his body as my lips made their way to his.
His finger tangled into my hair as he pulled gently, and I moaned as he nipped my lower lip.
So, that’s what it was going to be like tonight? I was okay with that.
I nipped him back just as hard and let out a soft breath of pleasure as his hands traced down my thigh. I moaned as he made his way back up the other side of my thigh and over my crotch outside of my jeans. Groaning, I pushed my hips against him and he chuckled, rolling me onto my back. I felt the button of my jeans come undone and he slid my pants along with my panties down my legs. I reached out and touched the tattoo on his shoulder. 09/22 2005.
He paused as he realized what I was doing. I stole a glance at him and saw every ounce of lust had faded from him face.
He pushed himself up from the bed without a word and walked out of the room.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. What was I supposed to say? I jumped to my feet, snatched up the first thing I could cover myself with, which happened to be his shirt, and chased after him. “Are you okay?”
I wasn’t really sure what else I was supposed to say. He refused to look at me, instead staring out the window.
“Priest?”
He turned his attention to me. “Just leave me alone,” he snapped.
My eyes narrowed. “Fine.” I turned on my heel and headed back to the bedroom, slipped out of his shirt and tossed it onto the ground. If he was going to be a dick, I wasn’t going to stay around him. The only reason I liked him so much was because he was cute and didn’t sit there trying to tell me lies. I knew he only wanted down my pants.
I pulled my own shirt on and grabbed my pants.
“I’m sorry.” I had one leg in my jeans when I heard his voice.
I turned to face him as I pulled my leg fully through. “It’s fine. Don’t worry I’m leaving.”
“Please don’t.” He sounded so pathetic, I almost wanted to stay.
“You just told me to leave!” I shouted as I pulled the other leg through the jeans and made my way towards the door. He stepped in front of it refusing to let me past him.
“I’m sorry I yelled at you,” he repeated. “And I’d really like to make it up to you.”
No. You still want to try and get down my pants. I forced myself to look down
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