“Oh, I already feel that way. The ring just makes it more official.”
I roll my eyes again and he laughs, taking a long drink.
“Don’t get used to any of this,” I say. “I’m sticking around, but I don’t know if I want to play your nice, obedient wife.”
“I don’t need obedience,” he says. “Just you.”
“Good line.”
“What’s for dinner?”
I grin at him. “Short ribs.”
“No shit?”
“You paid for it.”
“Good.” He takes a deep breath. “Smells amazing.”
“I’m glad you like it. You can thank Google for the recipe.”
“Good old modern technology.” He looks at me for a long moment before tilting his head. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
He puts his beer down. I lean back against the counter and he steps closer to me. “Did you like playing housewife?”
“I don’t know,” I say, shrugging. “It was work, I guess.”
“Cooking, cleaning… but when you were doing it. Were you thinking about me coming home?”
I bite my lip and shrug, looking away. “Maybe. I might have considered it.”
“Tell me what you were thinking.” He stops right in front of me and tilts my chin toward him.
“I was wondering if you had a hard day at work… and if I could do something to make it easier.”
“Interesting.” He tilts my chin up toward him. “And how do you think you can make my life easier?”
“Josh.” I let the word escape my lips like a moan. He moves forward, but he doesn’t kiss me. He presses his mouth against my ear.
“Tell me to stop,” he whispers. “Go ahead, and I’ll stop. But we both know why you’re doing this. We both know what you really want.”
“Oh, god,” I groan as he grabs my hair and pulls my head back. I stare into his eyes before he finally presses his mouth against mine and kisses me.
His taste floods my mouth and my blood races through my body. God, yes, I can’t deny it, this is what I wanted. I need him, so badly I didn’t even realize it until this moment. I’ve been daydreaming about him all day, his body running through my mind, his lips driving me wild.
I can’t tell him to stop, he’s right about that. I can’t and I won’t, because I’d be lying to myself. I need this, need it so bad it makes me moan.
He grabs my hair tighter, kisses me longer, and I know I’m not going back.6JoshI let the kiss linger as my hand moves down her body. I kiss her neck again, then her chest, the tops of her perfect breasts exposed and gorgeous under my lips. She lets out another moan that drives me wild with lust and need. I grab her hair tighter before pulling her tank top off. Her black bra barely covers her large breasts and I kiss her neck as I unhook it.
She lets her bra fall forward. “This is dumb,” she moans as I lick her nipples, sucking them softly, making them nice and hard.
“I don’t think so.”
“It’s dumb. We should… Oh, god… we shouldn’t do this. I mean, it’ll complicate things.”
I kiss her for a long moment, teasing her breasts, before I take off my own shirt. She leans against the counter staring at me, her beautiful breasts heaving with each deep inhale. I let her look at my muscular chest, my ripped abs, and I tilt my head. “Tell me if you want to stop. But I’m taking what I want.”
She bites her lip and I step up against her again. I unbutton her jean shorts and tug them down. They fall onto the floor and fuck, she’s so beautiful, her long, lean legs drive me absolutely insane. I kiss her breasts as my right hand slides down between her legs. She gasps and I kiss her again, biting her bottom lip just as I spread her pussy with my fingers, feeling her soaking spot.
“Oh, that’s good,” I whisper in her ear. “That’s very good. You’re dripping wet. I knew you would be. You can pretend like you think this is a bad idea, like you think we shouldn’t, but your cunt’s not lying to me, Maggie.”
I kiss her hard and her response is swallowed in my kiss and her moans. My fingers find her clit and I roll it around, teasing her, driving her wild. I love the way her back arches against me, her smooth skin, her perfect breasts. My heart’s racing and I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.
She pushes away from the counter, throwing herself at me. I stumble backwards into the refrigerator. It shakes and a magnet falls off as she kisses me, her hands moving down to unbuckle my belt. She takes it off, tugs down my pants, gets them off. Her hands stroke my shaft over my boxer briefs and I bite her lip, grab her hair, hold it tight in my fist. She gasps, back arching, and I lick her pink nipples.