Smoky Haze...

I stroked her body through the cotton vest she was wearing. Every inch was left untouched, my hands wandering, exploring her. Her sighs and moans told me where she liked to be touched. Her hips rocked underneath my hands, exposed skin tightened, hairs raising. I lean in and kiss her neck, tongue darting between my lips, leaving faint trails, like footsteps, along her curve. I whisper into her ear, murmuring about a drink. I rise to leave the room, I felt her hand slide down my naked torso, fingers playfully hooking onto the hem of my shorts. I grab my glass from the kitchen, taking in a sip. the sweet taste of the wine made it's illicit way down my throat. I go back to the room, opening the door slowly. I see her there on my bed, her body exposed to the world, cigarette burning gracefully from her fingers. She takes a pull, smiling at the look on my face. 'Do you like what you see?' She asked, noticing the growing bulge between my legs, and the movement of my eyes, which were following the contours of her body. I merely smile, setting the wine down on the table. I take the cigarette from her, taking a deep pull. I breath out, my vision clouded by the haze. 'Darling,' I began, my eyes locking to hers, 'you already know that answer...' My voice trailed off as I leaned in to kiss her lips, my hands drifting their way down to her soaking mound...