From another night

I see you, looking at me as I walk toward another room. The image of you in the mirror is intoxicating. I add a different sway to my step, knowing you're absorbing every detail. Suddenly, you're next to me in the doorway.

"Lean back," you tell me, and I do. I don't know if you're trying to get past me - I don't know what you have on your mind.

My shoulders are against that doorway, and I can feel your hand arching my body into the position you want. Shoulders and ankles touching the wall. You dip under me, and I can see a glimpse of your hard cock moving toward me. As you enter me, without any introduction, I'm glad for the position in which you placed me. My knees buckle with pleasure. I also want to guide you further into me.

You feel so good in me. In this position, I can watch your face as you focus on my body. Once the tip of your cock reaches my cervix, I see you relax your face. You've got me now. You own me. Your length fills me; yet I grind to get you deeper.

"Oh, god," I say, as I squeeze you in me. "Oh, god!" I whisper as I know you're so deeply into me. "It's not god; it's me," you say, into my hair, as I feel the beginnings of orgasm.

The grin on your face as you fuck me in the doorway of my bathroom is all I need. I come, and keep coming, as I milk your cock with my cunt muscles.

The feeling of you coming into me makes me come again. I love this.