His competitive nature wouldn’t allow him to lie there like a little wounded animal; he had to prove that he was in it to win it. The point of her ...black leather boot making full contact with his side divested him of any notion of competition and he lay on the floor, the wind knocked out of him. ?I gave you one small assignment and you didn’t even have the common fucking courtesy to pretend to do it. You think you’re so smart,? she kicked him again, ?I’ll have to show you who’s the boss. A soft sigh escaped my chest, my own hand reaching to run the length of that arm. Letting my nails brush lightly over his skin. Still mesmerized by the fierceness of his gaze, shivers vibrated through out my very being when he pulled me to him. Long strong arms embraced me, my head falling back inviting the kiss we both longed for. Our two bodies burned with raw heat, as our lips pressed together. Letting our tongues dance together an inferno of lust ignited our bodies. My hands roamed hard. She came to my room on the dot of 7. She wore an embroidered tank top and a pair of tight blue jeans, with black buttons on the outside on her crotch. The tank top kept sliding up and one could get glimpses alternatively of waist and tummy and briefly the navel. She wore black heels, which made her short frame almost as tall as me. She looked good enough to “eat”. And boy was I hungry. We made the usual polite small talk and ordered dinner in the room. The atmosphere was getting kind of cosy. . I tried to look away but it was sexy, she moaned and it drew my attention, she pulled away and the arguing started again "go ask him then.." he said to his wife, she looked back and whoa! She was stunning, her hair was a rich shade of brown. It flowed in waves to adorn her glowing, fair Indian skin. She had sexy brown eyes with long lashes, straight nose, full lips ... she was perfect! WOW!I could feel myself getting stiff, it was raging in my jeans, she looked me straight in the eyes, that.