More Than Just Sex

Aláine's Point of View

To emphasise how turned on he was, Kristof thrust his sizeable erect cock against my crotch, causing me to gasp. Then he regained my lips and continued probing my mouth. My body was on fire, and I wanted him so much, but I needed to first sort out my conflicting thoughts.

True to Kristof's statement that I would be the one to decide when and where, he stopped and got off me.

"Now I am annoyed," I said.

Kristof laughed and said, "Just tell me when you want me, and I am all there. Until then, I am going to have that cold shower."

I watched him saunter off to the bathroom, wearing nothing but his tight boxers. It was tough not to, but I couldn't help but eye how they curved around his very sexy arse, fitting every curve and angle of his body. I was sure that he was damn well aware of my eyes on him and revelling in it. Damn him!