"Honey, I'm back", she yelled as soon as she closed the door behind her. Her heels were killing her already, walking back and forth for her appointments was excruciating - the spiked six-inch heels gave her the confidence she needed to go through all of them, even if they hurt like a bitch now. Ripping them off, she placed them on the shoe shelf; her bare feet taking great bliss in the cool temperature of the floor.
She walked inside, dropping her things in the first empty corner and proceeded to follow the smell she noticed as soon as she came in. It smelled like an Italian restaurant, delicious and oh so tempting. She couldn't wait to eat after the day she had. Alaska was happy that Levi took care of feeding her whenever he came around earlier than she did; he was a great cook and she appreciated it greatly.
Maybe I should give him a few extra licks today for his efforts, she thought smirking to herself. Strolling into the open-floored kitchen, she saw his broad-shouldered back, still wearing dress pants and a crisp blue shirt, stirring something on the stove. When he noticed her approaching, he turned around with a smile on his lips; "Hi, Ska. Hope you're hungry."
She smiled at him and hugged him from behind, her hands came to rest above his pants. "Mhm... missed this." she shared with him. Levi laid a hand on her arm, and replied, "I did too love."
"When is dinner ready?"
"I've just been waiting on you - we can eat now."
"Thank god, I'm way too hungry to wait another minute. Thank you for cooking, handsome", she went, taking care of plates, cutlery and the rest so they'd be set to eat. Been a while since she had chicken alfredo; cooked by Levi it always meant delicious things. She loved this cozy atmosphere between them, each having a turn at cooking and after... things took a delicious turn.
When both of them were seated, they dug into their plates with gusto chatting about their day. Alaska and Levi were a very touchy couple, despite eating at the dinner table, their feet were entangled under it and one of them always seemed to find a reason to touch the other. Small touches preparing them for the grand finale, each touch sending love and fire through them. This evening she found it hard to sit still, she needed someone to take the pain from her feet and this burning intensity inside her. Levi, always perceptive, noticed and asked her with a smirk on his lips, "Everything alright? You seem a bit,... preoccupied."
Closing her eyes once, clearly envisioning him naked, she stared at him, eyes burning with lust, her voice husky, "Everything will be fine as soon as you finish your plate...I have plans for you my dear."
Swallowing harder than necessary Levi's eyes blazed. He nodded at his partner and ate the last bites of his pasta in silence.. His body was humming with energy. As soon as he was done, he sat back in the chair - signaling he was ready for another set of instructions. Purring, she stroked her foot up the inside of his leg, first low, then higher and higher until she stopped between his legs.
"Thank you for dinner, it was very tasty. Now, I feel like I could use a glass of wine. I hope you're ready to play. I want you on the floor next to the couch, lose the shirt and hands on your ankles with your back bowed. Please get in position while I clean up." Having finished her command, she sadly retreated her foot from his crotch where it rested and got up to clean. Levi's heart started to accelerate, he loved when she took charge, which was most of the times they had sex. She just got his needs,.. she knew how to take care of them with the best results in both parties. He loved her for that, he loved her caring nature in general, her attentiveness and her sweetness - outside the bedroom they seemed like a typical couple, but inside of it; Alaska held the reigns and he couldn't be more proud of that fact. He was a big fan of getting his chain yanked, didn't matter how, he trusted his mistress. She was a damn good one.
That's why he knew that if he didn't get in position soon, he would have to face consequences. As he didn't want to disappoint her, he quickly got rid of his shirt and sat back on his legs, his hands holding his ankles.
His naked chest, toned from the times in the gym rose with anticipation. Alaska normally took her time to make him sweat, he didn't expect anything different today. Levi heard her cleaning up, opening the cabinets and then finally after ten minutes, his muscles straining in this position; he heard her come around. He watched her sit down on the couch, her skirt riding up up up... oh.. she wasn't wearing panties. Levi sucked in a deep breath, having her pussy this close without being able to touch always killed him. A tiny growl escaped him, which Alaska noticed, "Now now, let's behave. Mhm, your bare chest is just made to be licked... maybe .. I should just clamp your nipples, that would certainly help still the growl, right handsome?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Smirking, she whispered, "Good boy."
In a louder tone, his love shared, "I'll keep the clamps. For now. However, you can massage my feet until I finished my glass of wine, for this you may lose the position."
Finally, he broke free of the position, and took her delicate feet into his hands - by now he had mastered the foot massage and loved to give them, as Alaska made these tiny whimpers of pleasure whenever he found a good spot. Those sounds immediately went to his cock, which was already hardening. Under her watchful eye, he pressed his thumbs into her sole, and took care of his lady's pain; he didn't like seeing her in pain so he did everything in his power to make it better. If that included foot massages, where he had a clear view of her wet pussy, then he would accept that with pleasure.
"Mhm, you're hitting all the right spots, love." she groaned before taking another sip of her wine, licking her lips clean of any recessive drops. He saw her shifting around a bit, raising her skirt to indecent levels, and spreading her legs wider. Her core was now spread open, his tongue already watering with the image of diving his tongue deep... he literally whimpered when she dipped a finger in her wine and dragged it up her slit. Rubbing her clit in clear view.
"Do you want that handsome? Have a taste of my wet pussy?" her voice hoarse with desire.
"Yes, ma'am... please let me lick that cunt of yours." he growled, his eyes focused on her clenching core.
"Mhm,... you please me. Therefore I shall allow you some leeway." She placed her wineglass on the windowsill, apparently being finished with waiting.
"Now," she gripped her lover's hair tightly, "I want you to lick my pussy until I say stop." and pulled his face forcefully down to her dripping center..
As soon as Levi's mouth made contact with his mistress pussy, he feasted on her like a man on his last meal. How he loved licking pussy, god. He could do this for hours until his tongue turned numb. His hands took hold of her inner thighs, pressing them outward, giving him enough room to lick - his mistress hand was still in his hair and that was the way he liked it. She liked to control how he licked, telling him if she needed more or less pressure, and taking him by the hair turned him on, like she had a handle on him.
"So good how you lick me. Can you feel me getting wetter?"
He nodded enthusiastically against her lips. "Good keep licking it all up, I wanna see my cum on your tongue."
