The Urge11

The door swung shut and the dim light from the kitchen was enough for him to see. He knelt down, wrapped his arms around her bottom and lifted her up. Will buried his face in her cleavage and her perfume filled his lungs. The soft skin of her breasts made his mouth drool. He could see that she wore silk undergarments with a lace ruffle, his favorite. He carried her and followed her directions to the bedroom, clutching her tight and licking her breasts. Her long hair hung down her back as she threw her head back, feeling wanton and scared at the same time.

It had been a long time for Leanne and she did not want to be obvious. She tried hard to keep herself in control and control her heavy breathing. When Will set her down she grabbed the matches she’d left on the bureau and walked around the room lighting candles. As she lit the last few Will came up behind her, picked her up and laid her on the table. She moaned softly; it was as if the beast in her wanted to be set free. She’d needed