Sunset

I let myself into the apartment, believing myself to be fully expected. but the apartment seems particularly still.

after a long day, i slip off my shoes and unbutton my fitted oxford, draping it over a chair in the living room.

i soak up the feeling of being unbound. feeling the warm breeze through the window on my skin and my feet.

but something is missing.

the apartment is almost golden, as the sun is setting behind the trees. i make my way into the kitchen, and there you are. standing at the sink. silhouetted by the orange pink light streaming in through the kitchen window.

i pause in the doorway, waiting for you to turn around. drinking in the shape of you in the dimming light. but you are somehow unaware of my presence. the water flowing from the faucet must have muffled the sound of my entrance.

you are beautiful in your ignorance of my being. not aware of me, you have all your defenses let down. i am afraid to startle you, but i am drawn to you.

though you don't turn around i can tell you know i am approaching you from behind. your back straightens slightly. your shoulders pull back a little more. and you lift your head so that it is now being lit by the last rays of the setting sun.

still you pretend to not notice, continuing to wash the dishes as if you never knew i was there.

i am behind you....i slip my arms around your waist pulling myself into you. still trying to resist, you can't help but tilt your head as my lips touch down gently on your neck just behind your right ear.

i follow the line formed by your neck as it curves down to your shoulders. gentle kisses at first, then nibbles and nips matched by the gentle flick of my tongue.

you will be mine. 1

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i pull you in tighter with a hand placed firmly on each hip. while i kiss and bite at your neck, i slide my hands up from your hips to your waist, reaching around i cup your tits in my hand. feeling your nipples hard in my hands, even through your bra.

your quick gasp for air and your slight sway back into me let's me know that you are beginning to melt.

but i want you to be like putty in my hands. i will make you mine.

i pull your bra down and wrap my hands around your breasts. as you heave, a sigh escapes your lips. i find your nipples with my fingers and roll them between my fingers. pinching and pulling as i press myself harder into you.

i feel your body overcome, and know that i want nothing more than to possess every inch of you. to make you mine for the molding.

i slide my hand down, feeling the smoothness of your stomach with the gentle touch of my finger tips. i find your jeans and undo the buttons, letting my hand slide inside and explore.

"have you been waiting long for me?" i whisper into your ear. and i slide my fingers inside your panties, between your legs.

"clearly you have not been waiting long enough." i whisper, "that pussy should be dripping for me."

you try to mutter something, but it is drowned out by your own gasps as my fingers work their way further down towards your open pussy.

"i will just have to fix the problem myself," i say, slipping one finger slightly into your pussy and back out. slowly. methodically. in and out. feeling the juices beginning to flow inside of you.

i run my fingers up and down you slit making it slick with your own wetness.

"you will be soaked by the time i am through with you, i can guarantee you that, but you have to let me know how bad you want it."

pulling you back into me, your head falls back on my shoulder. and i bite at your neck while i circle your clit with my wet finger tips.

i know i am making you mine. you spread your legs ever so slightly to allow me full access to your pussy.

i know what you want, but am determined to draw it out. you must learn, after all, that you only get what you ask for.

tell me what you want.

tell me what you need.

show me.

i can feel your wanting in the way you move your body. the way you rock back and forth on my finger tips. arching your back.

i want you to say it.

your breathing is heavy. i feel your hips thrusting up to meet my hand. i feel the wetness that has formed between your legs. a slick slippery path from your clit to your cunt.

i know what you want, but you are too shy to ask it.

i lean into your ear and ask you, "how bad do you want it?"

your reply is barely more than a moan, but i know you are on the edge.

"your pussy is soaking," i say, "does it need to be fucked?"

you nod your head.

"i didn't hear you." i say with a smile of knowing.

"Yes." you finally force out between heaving breaths.

"yes" i echo in your ear as i let my fingers slide down into your cunt. they slip in easily. you are so open and wet. they slide easily in and out.

your body begins to writhe in pleasure. you are, for all intensive purposes, mine.

i let my fingers pump in and out of your pussy. slow at first, then a little faster. i find your clit with my other hand and swirl around it with my fingers.

pulling you closer. reaching deeper inside of you. curving my fingers ever so slightly until i find that spot.

and when i do, i know it. you begin to collapse into me. your breathing heightens, and the pitch of your moaning drops. i have hit the spot, and you are all mine.

your hips moving up and down on my fingers, my fingers pumping in and out of you. the tips rubbing against the perfect spot deep inside of you. my other hands sliding back and forth over your clit.

i begin to feel your pussy contract around my fingers. drawing them in, holding them there. tightening down to feel every movement in and out.

your body is now moving in rhythm with the contractions, while i hold on and pull you so close to me. you rock back and forth on my hand and i can feel you coming to that edge.

i can feel you like putty in my hands. your juices dripping out of your open pussy down my hand. and as i move my fingers faster and faster, i whisper in your ear, barely audible, "this is how wet your pussy should be, if you want me to fuck you."

a quick sharp gasp escapes from your lips and your back arches, your hips press towards my hand, you can feel me deep inside of you.

your body shakes as you cum. i feel your muscles tighten around my fingers nside of you. like you never want to let go. orgasm rippling through all of you.

i let you fall back gently into my arms as i lower you to the ground. the last spasms escaping through your body. holding my fingers inside of you just a little longer. then slowly sliding them out.

the sun has set and a bluish light of the moon can be seen coming in through some of the windows. you lay spent in my arms. and i hold you, kissing the top of your head as you lay between my legs. breathing in the summer air, the scent of your shampoo, and the sweetness of your pussy...i am content. for i made you mine, even if for only a moment.3