Erotic story: “I’m going to take you here,” he whispers in my ear
Suddenly I find myself face to face with him. I hold my breath for a moment, the corner of my mouth trembles a bit as I smile slightly. He feels both unfamiliar and familiar at the same time.
I knew he would be here, but the chance of running into him was small. The first man who truly stirred something in me after the long relationship with Dave. Of course, there were others, but with him, I felt a chemistry that took over me. As if I became a different version of myself, a daring version from the past. I look at him and I see in his gaze that he knows what I'm thinking. About that one evening and the continuation he promised me back then.
When I feel his hand on my arm, a jolt runs through me. I wondered if it would still feel like this or if it was just a momentary feeling. That I just happened to feel this way that evening. But it’s as if his hand is still on my arm when he pulls away from me. The way he moves, looks at me, holds me. Everything breathes just one thing. Sex. His kiss lands on the edge of my mouth. “Hi Roos,” he says with an amused smile. I respond to his greeting but say nothing more. Talking isn’t necessary with him. Before I turn back to my friends, I quickly stroke his arm with my hand. His eyes narrow for a moment, he looks at me for a long time, and a groan rises from his throat. We both know how this evening will end.
It’s as if the air in the pub crackles a bit. Every time I scan the room with my eyes, I catch his gaze. He keeps looking. As he walks by, he quickly touches me in places a passerby shouldn’t touch. I feel his hands on my butt, in my neck, and for a moment he strokes the inside of my wrist. With every touch, I want him more. My friend sees it and laughs out loud, she toasts with her glass in the air towards me. I quickly wave at her and make a head gesture towards the exit. “I’m going,” I shout, but my voice gets lost in the crowd. She nods with a big grin, as a sign that she knows very well what I’m going to do.
The moment I step over the threshold, the cool evening air falls over me. I take a deep breath to calm myself, but it doesn’t help. The last time I saw him, I was so at ease, but it seems that with time, the tension increased. I cross my arms and slowly walk away from the entrance, away from my friends. After a few meters, I feel his arm around my shoulder, his body feels warm against mine. At the same time, we stop, right in the middle of the street. I slowly turn towards him, his face is close to mine, but he still doesn’t kiss me. In his eyes, I see a twinkle, it’s as if he’s challenging me to do something. I hold my breath, studying his face. Cars drive by, a cheering group of young people walks past, but I don’t notice any of it. It’s just him and me, nothing else.
With his hand, he brushes a loose strand behind my ear. I softly exhale the air between my lips at the feeling of his fingers on my skin. Out of nowhere, he pulls me close to him. He kisses me hungrily on my neck, inhales my scent, and softly groans in my ear. I feel my knees buckle as the desire for him washes over me. How much I wanted this, how much I wanted him. But I had momentarily forgotten it myself.
He pulls me into a dark alley behind him, where the shadow conceals us from sight. There’s no time to wait until we’re home. He pushes me against the wall and I feel the stones firmly against my back. When he pulls back for a moment, my fingers find the buttons of my blouse. One by one, I slowly undo them. He follows the movement of my hands but then pushes them away. With one swift motion, he zips open the rest of my blouse. I hear the buttons pop as his tongue disappears into my mouth. His hands free my breasts from my bra. The outside air feels cold against my skin. I pull his jacket down over his shoulders and with my hands, I follow the shape of his muscular arms. ”I’m going to take you here,” he whispers in my ear as I feel his hand disappear between my legs.”
