“Probably, but you have a key to be here when I get home. That gives me something to look forward to.”
“You want me here when you get home?”
“You seem surprised by this.”
“I guess I am.”
“You’re here now, aren’t you?”
“Obviously I am.”
/> “I can come to your house if it’s easier.”
“No, I like it here. I didn’t want to presume anything.”
“Why would you presume when I gave you a key?”
“Maybe that was only for today.”
“It wasn’t just for today. It’s yours.”
Understanding washes over her, and she sucks in a deep breath, her eyes locking with mine. “Okay.”
We stay this way for a few minutes, her fingers stroking my cheek as I run mine through her hair. I can tell by the way she’s looking at me there’s something on her mind, but she remains quiet.
I take her silence as an invitation and bend to kiss her, tasting the faint taste of toothpaste in her mouth. She kisses me back lazily, her tongue curling with mine. The stress and aggravation of the day disappears as I press her closer, tangling my hand in her hair. As always, my body comes alive. The heat between us grows as I deepen the kiss and roll my hips into her. My hand cups the back of her head, holding her in place as she gives a little moan of pleasure.
That’s all the encouragement I need, tearing my mouth from hers and kissing along her jaw until I reach her ear.
“I want you naked now.”
She arches into me at the same time I twist and lift, bringing her to straddle my lap. The blanket between us falls, exposing her outfit. She’s wearing one of my old ARMY shirts and black satin panties.
Two items of clothing… that’s all that stands between me and the body I’ve become addicted to. There’s no hesitation. She raises her arms as I rip the shirt off and throw it behind me.
Her hands slide under my sweater, her fingers running up my torso as she pulls it over my head. I’m momentarily frozen at the vision of her sitting astride me, her nipples hard and inviting, the navel ring sparkling, and her eyes shining brightly. My mouth starts to water as I lean in and take one nipple, rolling my tongue on the tightened bud, then sucking it roughly. She purrs approvingly, bracing her hands on my shoulders as I take my time, paying special attention to each breast until she’s writhing on my lap, rocking against my aching cock.
There’s a coiling at the base of my stomach, and the friction becomes too much. A wave of urgency pulses in my blood, and I tear away from her chest and see my marks on her perfect body.
“Naked,” I repeat, my voice rough and demanding. Sexual tension cracks in the air as I bend to lay her down.
“Wait!” she squeaks, her own voice strained.
“What’s wrong?” I freeze at the expression on her face.
“We can’t do this in here.” Her eyes travel to the walls above us and then back to me.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” My dick lurches, not happy about the interruption.
“No, I don’t think I can have sex with all their eyes on us.”
“Babe, you’re not going to be thinking about their eyes in about five seconds. As soon as my mouth is between your legs, I swear you’ll forget about them.”
She doesn’t look convinced, clutching my shoulders tighter and chewing on her lip. Then a look of mischief spreads across her face as she leans in, her mouth at my ear. “If you can make me forget, I’m all yours.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“Oh, yeah, it’s definitely a challenge.”