A Night To Remember

A thin sheen of sweat builds and cools my skin as I watch her. My heart is racing, and it feels that I might have a heart attack. Every one of my senses is heightened. Then she leans forward and licks my bottom lip; I near crash and die. I reach for her hips, but she captures my wrists and places them back next to me.

“No touching, Mr. DeCarlo.” She grins as she stands in front of me, still gyrating and never breaking eye contact. She turns her back to me. Her hands moved to the nape of her neck, and she stretched her arms upward, taking her hair with it until it drops. She slowly turns her head to look at me over her shoulder.

“Hey,” she says. “I said, no touching.”

Well, she is referring to the fact that I have my pants open, and I was fisting my cock like my life was at stake.

“Baby girl, I could cut glass with this thing.”

She crosses her arms, gives me a sexy smirk, and raises an eyebrow.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No.” I