Let's get naughty,naughty/down and dirty/ Naughty, naughty/I like it that way/
*Naughty, Naughty-Danger Danger*
He stood silently for a moment before remarking,"Okay. What happened to Crystal and where are you hiding her?"
"Like?"
"Like is the most polite word I would use,"he scanned the skin tight red velvet dress that barely covered the essentials. One of the spaghetti straps had fallen off her shoulder. Her honey blonde curls draped over her shoulders. He loved when she wore her hair down. She didn't do it often enough. But it wasn't the hair that was making his temperature rise under the plum cotton towel. Keep it under control. Disgusting thoughts. The only way it was gonna subside is if she moved out of the way and from the look on her face she didn't plan on doing that any time soon.
"Good. Then it's working,"she said; a devious grin forming upon her features. She backed him into the bathroom.
"I thought we were gonna be late,"he said as she backed him against the wall.
"It's my Birthday we're celebrating right?"
"Yes but
"But nothing. They can wait. I can't,"she interrupted; trailing a fingernail down the middle of his damp chest.
He grabbed her hand before her finger reach the cinch in his towel."So you wanna play?"
"Remember I have two hands,"she remarked and ripped the towel from his waist with the other.
"So do I,"he returned; pulling her in sharply against his body."I like what this dress is doing to you,"he drew the metal teeth down.
"Then you'll like this even more,"he suddenly found his way free and took control. His hands slid over her back and up around her softly rounded flesh. He pinched and twisted the rose pebbles still covered in velvet."How bad do you want me tonight?"he uttered; his breath hot upon her ear. He latched onto her earlobe and gently suckled as he continued to mold her curvacious flesh.
She was slowly sinking into submission as she felt his hands slide up around her shoulders; quickly disposing of her dress and putting her in as a vulnerable a state as he was. She felt herself gripping for the wall as he slowly investigated the length of her lightly sun kissed skin. She felt that familiar stirring upon her body as he rose to find an answer to inquiry."I need an answer,"he whispered.
"I want you to fuck me,"she proclaimed. The dress was off. Was there some deep subconsciousness that was coming out or was it the dress. Who cares? She wanted him and she wanted him now.
"You want me to what?"he toyed with her arousal; the soft flesh already moist with desire.
"I want you to fuck me now Howard!"Her voice rose three notches above it's normal level.
"You didn't ask nice,"he pressed.
"I'll show you nice,"she turned around pommeling him to the floor. He lay flat on the ground but his desire for her stood attentively in place. She placed herself upon his arousal and fully became aware of what this man's body did to her. Never in her life had she been so satiated at a moment's notice. Nobody had been able to deliver. She met his gaze and stated, "You could have played nice but you had to push it."
"I only did it for you,"he remarked.
"Thank you,"she said and pressed her lips against his; her body slowly starting a grind upon his. She moved away from him; her fingernails gently grazing a trail downward as she moved upon him. She gripped his firm pectorals as he controlled her from beneath."Damn baby! I love it when you do that,"She exclaimed as his actions continued.
Slowing his motion momentarily, he carried her over onto the floor; she being the defenseless one now.
Reacclimating themselves, he slowly pressed then gradually gained more drive and speed than he ever had before. She gripped the carpeted floor as he relentlessly urged her body to give in. She gradually surrendered to the pleasure as his body caved in shortly thereafter."You...and...red,"he breathlessly whispered; his body still very much a part of hers."Are...a...dangerous....combination."
"Love you too honey,"she softly giggled.
"Happy Birthday baby. Birthday suit is a look I could get use to on you."
