Tonight's Fling

I met this guy at a bar last week. He was in his mid-thirties with a confident air and a casual demeanor that made him hard to resist. We exchanged numbers and set up a meet-up for tonight. When I arrived, he took me straight to his place without any small talk. Once inside, there wasn't much foreplay, just the immediate touch of our bodies as we undressed each other with a frantic urgency. Soon enough, my back was against the wall, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he thrust into me. His movements were deliberate and demanding, his rhythm relentless, grinding deeply within me until we both found our release in that moment.