31 — Drink it all

I feel Julian's tongue slowly encircle with mine, exploring my mouth as if he wants to mark every corner of it in his mind. His hands are traveling along the curves of my body, and the texture of his slightly rough palm on my pantyhose is driving me crazy.

Our lips part for a moment, and I allow a breath to enter my lungs. Julian is rubbing his lips against mine again, pulling them apart slightly with his teeth, taking his tongue back into my mouth to kiss me once more.

I hold on to his tie, and he grunts, enjoying the way I control our rhythm. He doesn't interrupt the kiss as he holds my wrist firmly, hooking his own finger into the tie so that can loosen it.

Giving a low chuckle, I say slowly, “We're late…”

“So?” He replies with a playful tone, running his hand up my thigh, climbing dangerously inside my skirt, “I want to fuck you.”

“I'm swollen…” I speak almost in a whisper.

Yes, I'm really swollen. Julian is simply too big, and the fact that I just lost my virginity doesn't help