The room is warm, dark, lit only by a few flicking candles. My mouth is devouring yours like you are the last piece of chocolate on earth, savagely savored. You pull your head back and my lips find the side of your throat, hungry to have you under my mouth. Your hands are wrapped around the back of my head. Mine are under your shirt, dragging my fingers along the skin of your back. And you are straddling my lap, thighs across my hips as you slowly grind against me. I want you -- need you -- urgently.
This one is difficult. I've got Makeout Playlist, it's up to 4hrs at this point, that I essentially chose a song at random. This one is a recent addition