Chapter 5 Desire

• DESIRE....
• SEXUAL."It is an emotion, an impulse, a force that MOVES US TOWARDS intimate encounters with other people. It motivates us to connect, to share intimacy, to maintain emotional and sexual relationships, to enjoy ourselves and have a good time, to feel pleasure..."
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• Adult Bar
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• I don't know what I'm doing in this room, I'm scared and stressed, but I don't want to show my level of discomfort; I straighten up again and look towards the back of the room with determination, so that he knows that I have decided, not him.
• Who am I trying to fool, probably myself, if I am like clay in the hands of this unknown man.
• I take off my panties and bite my lips again, feeling an overwhelming need to touch myself, to have him touch me again.
• I eagerly await his command, but he doesn't give it. What's wrong with me? I don't need to wait for him to tell me what to do, if I want to touch myself, I do it and that's it.
• Lost in my thoughts, a light suddenly illuminates next to a divan, my eyes widen as I see the most handsome and masculine man in front of me that my eyes have ever seen.
• He is dressed in a tuxedo, the tie is undone and his legs are spread apart with one arm on the back of the sofa holding a glass, the other arm resting on his knee and I can see his long, pianist"like fingers."
• I lift my gaze and stop at his face; square jaw, two"day shadow of beard, aquiline nose, and bushy eyebrows. The lamp light gives a special shine to his hair and eyes, I don't know their color, but I would swear they are dark, black, deep."
• I sigh, my breathing becomes shallower and my core is completely moist.
• " Kneel!" He orders me, his tone of voice has completely changed, huskier, deeper, my body shivers again and I, like a submissive whore, fall to the ground.
• The floor feels soft, a little cold, which helps me calm the feeling of suffocation a bit. I don't understand how I can desire something so strongly, when just a few minutes ago, I didn't know it existed.
• He gets up from the sofa and I see how big and imposing he is, I imagined it when I felt him behind me, but seeing him is incredible.
• He approaches and stops in front of my exposed and kneeling body, he leans in and runs his strong hand through my hair, stopping at my neck, he caresses me lifting my chin, my gaze gets lost in his, dark, as I imagined, deep, stormy.
• I part my lips, which have inexplicably dried, swallow saliva and run my tongue over them, I need to hydrate them and I'm dying to kiss him.
• " So beautiful." His voice again sends shivers down my spine and the closer I feel it, the stronger the effect, as if a gust of wind had just brushed my skin.
• The man positions his hand behind my head, grabs my hair tightly and squeezes my neck, his body leans over mine and my heart skips a beat.
• " What do you desire, little mouse?" I bite my lips, hating that he calls me that.
• " I'm not a little mouse." I tell him.
• " Ah no? Then what are you? Little mouse!" He asks me calmly, with a condescending smile that I immediately love. Actually, I'm going crazy!
• " A woman, I am a woman." I say and bite my lower lip again, if I continue like this, I'm going to end up with a wound.
• " So, what do you desire, woman mouse?" How idiotic! Now it's me who makes a condescending gesture.
• " Don't call me that way." His hand on my nape, doesn't allow me to move, the position is starting to tire me, but I don't care, I'm not going to let anyone call me that way, especially someone who doesn't know me.
• " And how do you want me to call you? I warn you, I don't want your real name." I stay lost looking into his eyes. How do I want him to call me? I have no idea. Treasure, you are like a treasure that I have just discovered, that's what you'll be, my treasure." I blink and swallow again, dying of need and desire to feel his lips."
• " Please." I whisper.
• " Please what? What do you want, treasure?" His mouth approaches, his breath intertwines with mine, and yet, it feels so far away, I need his touch, just a touch.
• " Kiss me, like no one has ever done before." I am lost, he hasn't even touched me and I already feel that he will be very important in my life.
• " Come closer." his lips touch mine." Take what you want." God! I want it all.
• I lift my face a little, enough for his lips to devour mine, I lift my arm and hold onto his neck.
• His lips are cold and taste like whiskey, I open mine and my restless tongue enters the moisture of his mouth, my belly contracts completely and I just want to feel him, all of him against my body, I pass my other hand over his neck and my back arches from the force of the kiss.
• The man urges me to stand up and I press myself completely naked against his body, I feel the fabric of his suit rubbing against my sensitive parts, I press my pelvis against his, the kiss becomes more and more possessive, wild.
• My teeth clash against his and in my desperation, I lean seeking the touch of his pelvis against mine, I feel a pronounced bulge between his legs and moan as it makes contact with my pelvis, my vagina gets completely wet and my mind wanders, I am a virgin, no one in my life had ever tempted me this way, not even Enzo, the boy I love. How can someone I don't know make me feel this way in seconds?
• " How do you want me to call you?" The man interrupts the kiss and turns me around, his chest against my back, his mouth breathing on my neck, his hand crossed over my breasts squeezing tightly and the other descending down my belly. Oh my God!