So I've been off limits lately because I just began my period. But we've been spending a lot of time together too.
We were sorta doing this thing where we were teasing eachother a little. Trying to see who could handle it more. Who was easier to turn on.
Yesterday, in the morning I think it was, we were changing, getting ready to go out to study. I had already admitted defeat in our little game - I have way more erogenous zones - my nerves know no refractory period. I pulled off my pj top, my back to him. I was wearing only my pj bottoms, which are these completely unsexy paisley pants - I wouldn't even call them cute because they're saggy.
I'm starting to pull a bra on.
All of a sudden he's behind me. And we start struggling. I'm trying to put my bra on and get the hooks hooked, and he's trying to pull it off me. Of course he overpowers me...
I don't really remember what happened, but I somehow ended up against my closet door, and the bra is half off... and I give up - and the bra falls to the ground.
I just remember a lot of heavy breathing and S keeping me against the door. His hands found their way to my waist... the area right before my hips start to curve out. He knows how to make me gasp without even taking my paisley pyjama bottoms off.