My hands slide down your back, gripping the firm globes of your ass before moving lower still, cupping your testicles through your jeans. I grind my hips against yours, searching for any hint of pleasure between us. My cock strains at my pants, eager to be set free and claim what's mine.

"Please..." I murmur into the kiss, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "Please make me yours."

I break our kiss long enough to tug at your shirt, revealing a smooth, hairless chest before attacking your neck with hungry lips and teeth. My tongue dances over your skin, leaving a trail of wetness in its wake as I nip and suck just hard enough to leave a mark.

My hands travel upwards once more, finding purchase on the hem of your shirt. With a sharp tug, it comes off in my hand, revealing a lean, muscular torso that's just begging for my touch.