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At five fifteen the echo of your keys clanking against the marble side table announces your arrival. An ice-cold glass of tea in my hand, I step into the foyer to greet you. Our eyes meet with a crackle and I stop dead in my tracks, overpowered by the fire flashing at me. The top three buttons on your shirt are already open and your fingers struggle to loosen the fourth. Before I can inquire about your day, you forsake the buttons in favor of pulling me to you. You wrestled the drink from my grip as you capture my lips in an urgent kiss. Amber liquid sloshes up and over the rim as you carelessly drop the glass on the table, returning your fingers to the important work of removing your shirt.Feedback is always welcome: jovebelle@e-scribblers.com. “Let me.” My voice, smooth and clear only moments ago, is now gravelly and thick. My unsteady fingers fly to their task, opening one, two, three more buttons, before I slide my hands to your shoulders. Tailored silk flutters to the ground and I’m lost to a vision of creamy white against black lace. A sharp snap of electricity races through me as you pull my tank and bra over my head in one swift flurry of motion. You dip your head to my neck and trace slow circles around my pulse with your tongue. My hands match your rhythm, traveling across your back with lazy deliberation, stopping when I make contact with the lacy restrictions of your bra. I fumble with the material, desperate to liberate you. “It’s in the front,” you groan into my neck, impatiently guiding my hands to the right location. With clumsy precision, I release the clasp, sending your bra to join the other clothes on the floor. You gather me close to you with trembling arms. A shudder runs the length of my spine as our bare skin connects and I bury my face in your raven hair. The scent of you draws me ever closer. I inhale long and deep, taking you in. Lavender and jasmine swirl around my head, muddling my brain with the sacred promise only you can fulfill. My vision swims and fades to black, returning slowly in a hail of pin-point specks of light. I cling to you, waiting for my balance to return. Ten years after ‘I do’ and I am still reduced to a puddle of want and need with the touch of your naked skin to mine. “I missed you today.” The warm breath of your exhaled benediction causes my brain to misfire completely. Before I crumble under the heady cloud of lust, you guide me back until I’m pressed flush against the wall. Your strong arms support me, preventing me from falling prostrate at your feet. Liquid kisses sear a trail down my neck to my chest, punctuated by your soft moans of admiration. You flick your tongue over the tip of my left nipple and fire leaps from your lips straight to my clit. My head rolls side to side against the wall, unable to remain still. “Jesus,” I moan, low and deep with desire. I wrap my hands in your hair, hoping you will prolong your worship of my breasts, but you continue your descent down my body. No longer gentle, you yank my shorts and panties down to the floor and tap my leg impatiently. When I don’t respond, you lift my foot up and slide the offending article of clothing out of the way. Unable to move under my own volition, I surrender to your will as you force my legs apart. You kneel before me, hands resting in controlled eagerness at your sides. Ragged breath tingles across my thighs, calling bumps of anticipation to the surface. Dropping my head to bring you into view, my eyes are trapped by the web of reverence and heat painted across your face. Suspended in time, I bask in your loving gaze. Desperate for the return of your touch. I’m willing to beg for it. “Pl...” My entreaty is caught in my throat as you push your fingers inside of me without warning. “Oh, god!” Your fingers challenge me to dance and I greedily search out the tempo. Fire spreads through my body, transforming my knees to jelly. Pushing against me with your free arm, you hold me upright. “Stay with me, baby.” You pant as you surge into me, filling me. Your eyes demand my compliance. Coherent thought escapes me as I dig my manicured nails into your shoulders, carving out my need to climax. “Come for me,” you demand as you tear your eyes from mine. Dipping your head slightly, you part my lips with your tongue and suck my hardened clit between your teeth. Sparks shoot from your tongue, ricocheting through my body with impossible speed, and I come undone. Wave after wave ripples through me as I collapse in a heap on top of you. Gently you remove your fingers and release me. I slide down the wall to rest on the cool tile floor, gasping out my gratitude and devotion. The thundering beat of my heart slows and the room filters back into view. I place a small kiss on your cheek. “Welcome home, baby. Did you have a nice day?”
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