I sat close to him in the taxi. Green Eyes wanted to put his arm around me but I hate kissing like that so I pushed him back and spread my fingers wide across his chest. Now I was the aggressor. He leaned against the head rest and I slowly moved forward until my mouth was barely millimeters away from his. The final millimeters felt like miles to me and I stopped, uncertain. He was breathing hard, already excited. I could feel my heart beating heavily and my blood rushing in my ears. His breath tickled. I opened my mouth a fraction and closed my eyes, imagining myself as one of those silver screen goddesses.
Thank god Green Eyes made the decision for me and our third kiss of the night started. My eyes flew open as his lips touched mine and then closed again as I swooned against him. He deepened the kiss and my hands drifted down his chest until I was touching the front of his jeans. He was hard already and I smiled in spite of myself. I like it when men get hard quickly and easily, it shows that you're on the right track. Green Eyes felt big.
He gently rubbed my jaw and I felt a stab of impatience. I don't need the gentle lover from a fuck. I arched my neck and he seemed to get the idea as he marked a soft trail down my throat to the v of my breasts.
I'll make it clear now - I have great breasts. Fantastic ones. Rarely have I seen a better pair. They are perky and full and round and creamy with pert, pink nipples that always seem hard. I'm often asked if they're real. They don't look it you see, they look like they must be fake because of how they sit on me. Bless them. So men tend to go straight for them if you see what I mean.
His fingers moved lower, pausing at the hard nub of my nipple. I moaned into his mouth and shivered as my nipples became even tighter. God I love having my breasts touched. He rubbed my and pinched my nipple through my sheer silk dress as I panted with desire and heat.
I broke our kiss and looked towards the driver. He wasn't paying any attention to us possbily because there are too many horny, drunk foreigners in Beijing and he's seen it all before. Green eyes was still playing with my breasts, now rolling my nipple between his fingers. I felt oddly calm, as if I had just thrown myself over the first fence and the rest of the race was down hill.
The bright lights of Beijing seemed greasy behind the dirty cab's windows. It dawned on me that we were slowing down, stopping, and that Green Eyes was paying the taxi driver and getting out, holding the door for me. He held his arm out to help me out of the cab. He was smiling and said,
"Won't you come in for a coffee?" I laughed as I took his hand and climbed from the taxi.
"I hate coffee and I'm not interested in any other hot beverages."
"How about just sex then?" Green eyes was still smiling. I wrapped an arm around his waist as we walked towards his apartment building.
"Just sex is just fine."
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