Franz
mistresspleaseWe would be outside the bookstore, getting some air and talking about what we'd read lately. Naturally the topic would turn to smut and they'd move closer to me to show me a particularly spicy passage from their book. They'd keep their eyes locked on me, noticing every shift in my breathing and the blush creeping up my face. They'd lean in and whisper, "You like that, don't you? Is that something you'd like me to do to you?"
They would be close enough now to feel a shiver of desire move through me. I'd nod and they would tilt my head back before kissing me deeply. They'd abruptly end the kiss, stand up, and pull me up so my body would be flush with theirs, the desire coursing between us electric. They'd lead me to a secluded garden behind the bookstore and, after making sure no one was around, would kiss me deeply again and start backing me up towards the brick wall.
They'd grab my wrists and pin them above my head, shifting their grip so both my hands were in one of theirs, pushing their body into mine as they did so.
They'd use their free hand to grab my thigh and move it over their hips, pushing my skirt up. They'd tease me through my panties before pushing them to the side and slowly pushing their fingers into me. They'd relish my wimpers and moans, catching them in their mouth as much as they could, and pick up the pace, going harder and faster until I felt like I was going to explode.