That night was the first time I came thinking about him.
I couldn't help it, no matter how much I put all my energy and strength into it. My mind kept creating situations where I had him moaning, desperate for my touch, for my caresses, my kisses. His lips swollen and red from so much biting, saying 'Jas' over and over again, with a needy whimper that only I could satiate.
I imagined exploring every inch of his smooth skin, discovering all his erogenous points with my tongue, exploiting them thoroughly, using my best cards. I also wished to have his small hands on my body, digging his nails into my back or grabbing strands of my hair while I enthusiastically suck his c**k all the way to my throat.
His legs open in clear invitation for me to take him, satisfying my carnal fire, while dro
