needing, wanting, feeling
I knocked on the door, he said, “Come in.”I opened the door and there he was at the computer. He looked at me and looked at the bed.”I’m just going to stand; you had something that you wanted to talk about.â? As he turned his attention away from the computer, he began to say how he had missed me and that he had wanted to get back together with me. “We were never a couple I said to him and you knew that, you were out running around with other girls.â?He got up from the computer and walked up behind me, beginning to massage my body. As I turned to tell him that the massage trick was not going to work anymore, he began to hit my spots.The ones that he had learned about form the previous year, making it and I feel so good.Before he could move any, further I walked away from his grip.He looked at me with his sneaky smile, knowing that I like it, and then he looked at the bed again.I put my hand to stop the look and to say I am out.Before I could make it to the door, he walked in front of me, to stop me from leaving.