Minding Amy

"You really want to keep seeing me?" she asked when they drew apart, her hand riding up and down his shaft. He was under the full force of the shower now, and the droplets of water bounced off his chest and ran rivulets down his abdomen and his muscled thighs.

"Oh yeah," he groaned. "And more."

"More?" She gave him a teasing glance.

"I want the works." He was teasing her now, getting his own back. His hands curved around her breasts, his thumbs tickling over her nipples. "I want you in my bed, every night." He reached down and slipped his fingers between her thighs, gently parting her folds, exploring her most sensitive places. "I'd like to share the sort of things we've been sharing at the end of every day, when we come home…to each other." His expression had grown serious. The query was direct.

"That sounds very desirable indeed." She blurted her response out, trying to focus on the conversation. It wasn't easy when he was touching her.

"Amy, would you maybe think about moving in with me, for a trial at least?"

"I'd like that…but do you think the cat will approve?"

"Oh yes indeed, in fact she insisted I bring you back. I think she loves you too, although not quite as much as I do." He looked deep into her eyes, demanding a response, then he stole one finger inside her, stroking her, making her gasp.

"I love you too, Sebastian."

A moment of pure honesty, of approval and complete recognition, passed between them. It was an exchange that could never be undone. She started to ride up against him. A fierce hunger to affirm their words in real physical terms was quickly rising up between them.

"Sebastian, I want you to get me out of here and take me to bed, because I want you inside me, right now."

"Bed? What if I have to make love to you, right here, right now?"

"I can cope." She was teasing him. "I'm not afraid of taking risks when you're around, minding me."

"You don't have to be afraid of anything, except maybe the quantity of good loving I've got for you." His cock nudged insistently against her.

"Oh, I'm not afraid of that." She lifted one leg and slid it up against his flank. "Bring it on lover, bring it on."