Just Breathe (WIP)

I'm not even halfway through the door before she drags me inside and pushes herself up against me. Her hands are all over me, her lips meet mine in an act of lust. Her hair smells faintly of lavender. I don't know why she's being so forceful, I don't really care.

She starts unbuttoning my shirt as we make our way over to her bed, but suddenly stops and stares when she reaches my scar, tracing her finger over it, just like the fateful day when I first showed it to her. She looks me straight in the eyes and wraps her arms around my neck, bringing me in for another kiss. It's one of passion, not lust.

She backs me up to her bed, lightly pushing me onto it. I scoot my way to the back to make myself comfortable. She slowly pulls off her pants, giving a slight shake of her beautiful hips for emphasis, before tossing off her jacket and unbuttoning her blouse.

Her usual white undergarments are replaced with a black bra and side-tie panties. She crawls over to me, not unlike a cat stalking it's prey. Our tongues meet again as she grips my shoulders, “I need you,” she moans. She releases one of her hands from my shoulders and once again traces down my scar, before moving her hand lower. She tenses up once she reaches my erection, her eyes show a hint of uncertainty. I nod, and she delicately places her hand on my member.

“Hanako...”

She guides my hand to the clip holding her bra together. I fidget with it for a few moments before it finally unsnaps, letting her beautiful breasts fall free.