The feeling of wood grain of the wall under my fingers. His hand is sliding over to tease my inner thigh. My eyes are closed, all the better to focus on the sensations. I can feel his breath on my ear, pushing aside my hair to nibble my neck. Fuck. That drew a sharp gasp from me, then he bites.
Mark me as yours.
I can feel it. Did...did he just growl into my hair? Um.... I'm in trouble. My hips react and push back into him. His grip on my leg tightens. I hear a shaky sigh behind me. It makes me bite my lip.
Do I want this?
He whispers, "Not sure if I want to wait for the bed. I'd rather fuck you against the wall right here, now. Yes?
He can't see it, but I grin.