Irresistible
I sit on the couch waiting with our dog, eagerly anticipating your arrival. I've been waiting for you all day. Thinking about you all day. It's.... been almost more than I can handle. I haven't gotten to touch you. Haven't gotten to kiss you. To look at your beautiful face and let my hands roam all over your gorgeous body....
I shake my head to snap out of it. I fell hard five years ago, and I still do every day.
I've beaten you home, cleaned the kitchen and our bedroom. All the better so that I can focus on you. So that we can focus on each other.
I shake my head again.
You could be a little more romantic than this
.
But I can't help it. Somehow living with you for years hasn't taken away that desire, the urge to have all of you. Take all of you. Rip your clothes from your body and leave no single inch of you unclaimed.
I know better. I will give you anything that you want.
We see a figure come to the front door. Trixie jumps down from the couch, barking in eager anticipation, knowing that it is almost certainly you.
You enter the house finally, mercifully ending a long day without you. Your beautiful, natural flush is on full display, alight from the cold outside. Long, luscious strands of dark hair fall around your face as you twirl towards me, dropping your bags in one smooth motion. You greet me with your wide, happy smile and embrace me. I feel the sexy curves of your hips and waist as I wrap my arms around you and hold the soft skin of your back. I smell the subtle scent of your perfume and take in this moment where I have you all to myself again.
I see your smile light up again, as you are clearly happy to be home, and you pull me in for a kiss. I feel your lips, full, soft and rich, meet with mine in perfect harmony. Just the touch of your kiss is sending me into overdrive, transporting me back to the many not-so-appropriate thoughts I've had of you throughout the day.
I've been dreaming of the little things with you. And then all of it.
I renew my grip on your back as I give you another kiss. When you kiss me like that, we almost never stop at one. As our lips intertwine again, my hands roam more adventurously around your body, feeling the small of your back, tracing the seductive sway of your hips down to the perfect feel of your enormous yet shapely ass.
I kiss you deeper, making it clear that I have no intention of stopping. I open my eyes to sneak a peek at you. Your eyelids are gently squeezed shut, a look of bliss on your face, and then I feel your lips push harder against me.
We start kissing more feverishly, with a desperation and a passion we have only had with each other. We were supposed to start making dinner, but that's the furthest thing from our minds now. These are the nights that we eat late, gladly.
You're pulling me slowly towards the bedroom, our lips locked in a frenetic dance and our feet trying to avoid the same. You stop kissing me and giggle into my cheek, amused at our clumsy movement and excited for what's to come.