I Have A Dirty Mind Sometimes

Part 3
Caressing.
Moving hands.
Pinching them. Making them harder.
I try to turn around. It's only fair that I get to undress you too. But no I am made to stay. Your hands slide down my stomach. There goes the skirt. Onto my pile of other clothing.
I groan coming from your lips when you realize I didn't wear any underwear. "Naughty naughty"
That voice. Oh that voice is so amazing. But not nearly as amazing as those hands as they slide down and part my flesh. Stroking just before they enter my body. And you discover just how much I need you.
Your fingers slide in and out Caressing that spot. First one. Then two. Then three. I'm trying to concentrate on my breathing. You stop just before that moment. Guide me to the wall. Put my hands on the wall. "Stay" . I can hear your clothing coming off and joining mine on the floor. I feel you behind me. Teasing my body with your body. Spreading my legs wide. Feeling my body cradling yours.
Just as I think I can't wait anymore for you. I feel our moisture mix together as one.