Push him against the nearest surface and proceed to feel every part of him and use my teeth to scrape the sharper ridges of his body and with my tongue bathe and lap the deeper valleys. I want to push against his erection and grind into it – Making my intent clear. I want to climb him. I want to drown him in between my breasts. I want to be used. I want to abuse. I will grab his wrist so he cant move and silence him with my mouth clamped on his. I will then remove my clothes – urgently and rub my naked body against him but not let him touch me with his hands or mouth. I will not let him surface. I will be on top of him. I will let him struggle. Till it reaches the frenzy where we both are actually fighting for control. And then I will fight him harder and harder till he is actually mad and his erection in trying to penetrate me and still I will fight him. If he is a strong man and if I am tired he might gain a lead on me and may succeed in pinning me down.
May.
And then I will sigh and and moan and give up (but not really) and open up my body for him and surrender and relax my limb while arching my back to make contact with him and receive him into me.
