I’ll Wait

Anna

As if he could read my precise thoughts, Mark turned swiftly towards me, capturing my lips with his, taking my breath away.

The kiss was not as slow and passionate as I expected it to be. It was heated and hungry as if he had a deep-seated desire he could no longer control, and kissing me was the only way to satisfy it.

His hand fisted my hair as he pushed me back against the wall, biting my lips softly and moving onto my neck.

I gasped and moaned softly, feeling his fingers slide down my thighs and then between them into my panties to my soaking wet core.

Slowly, he ran his fingers across, teasing me and trailing his tongue behind my ear, his hot breath increasing my pleasure, before diving deep inside me and at that moment I immediately returned to my senses.

"No. No, I can't do this." I gasped as he pulled away, looking at me with nothing but amusement.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this Mark," I repeated, suddenly feeling conscious of myself.

He had a confused look like he needed an