The lock clicks in the front door, letting in a whoosh of chilly air as you step inside and shut it behind you. You kick off your shoes and drop your duffel bag on the floor while your eyes sweep the house, looking for me.
"Baby, I'm home!" You shout. "What's for dinner?"
You follow your nose into the kitchen, where I am bent over the oven, a panful of chicken in my gloved hand, and you resist the urge to swat my ass when you see a flash of red underneath my skirt. I straighten and smile at you, pushing the hair out of my eyes and standing on tiptoe to kiss you hello.
"How was your day, love?" I ask. "Hungry? Dinner's almost ready I just have to finish up the salad and we'll be ready to eat."
You kiss me back and walk to the bathroom to wash up; stretching your back and rolling your shoulders a little to relieve the tension- it had been a long day.
When you get back to the kitchen, I'm singing off-key along to a song on the radio, making you smile. You grab hold of my hand and twirl me into your arms, kissing me gently on the lips and holding me close. My eyes flutter closed as your full lips brush against mine and you step forward, slowly moving me so my back is against the countertop, and for a moment I'm lost in your embrace.
PLOP.
My eyes fly open when something cold and wet drips onto my arm. I laugh when I realize I'm still holding the salad tongs and the bump against the counter caused some dressing to drop. Your eyes smile at me as you take the tongs from my hand and toss them over your shoulder while you grab me around the waist, hoisting me up onto the counter and moving between my legs. You lick the dressing from my arm, leaving behind a shiny trail, and I close my eyes again as your lips move from my arm to my shoulder to my neck, brushing ever so softly against my skin.
I gently take your face into my hands and raise it to kiss you as your hands hold me tight around the waist, tongue tracing the curve of your bottom lip and tasting your sweet breath when your lips part. You slide your hands up my back under my shirt, sending a chill down my spine as the tip of our tongues brush together and I grab hold of your collar, twisting the fabric in my fingers and pull you closer to me, deepening our kiss. My hair falls over our faces and you tuck it behind my ear, winding your fingers through its silky length and firmly holding my head as your tongue explores my mouth.
You sigh a little as I lock my legs around your waist and nibble hot wet kisses across your jawline to your neck and you pull back slightly.
"Baby, you know what that does to me... I can't take-"
I smile against your neck and bite down a little rougher than I should, licking your sensitive neck when you inhale sharply and giggle when I feel you start to get hard. You let out a soft growl and grab my face in one strong hand and shake me.
"You asked for it," you mutter, narrowing your eyes playfully at me before throwing me over your shoulder.
"Ohhhhh I'm soooo scared baby!" I smirk. "What are you gonna do to me?"
The breath is knocked out of my lungs as you cross the kitchen in three long strides and slam me against the wall, burying your face in my neck and inhaling the sweet, saccharine scent of my perfume deeply.
"I'm going to fuck you is what I'm going to do to you!" you whisper huskily in my ear.
Your hot breath sends tingles down my body and makes me go a little weak in the knees, as you knew it would, while your hips slowly move against mine, the heat radiating from your body sets off a twinge deep in the pit of my stomach. My head falls back a little when you trace the outline of my ear with your tongue. I'm powerless in your arms and you know it.
One hand cups my pert, skirt-covered ass while the other pulls my shirt over my head, exposing my red lace bra barely encasing my full breasts. You press your body against me, teasing and twisting my nipples until they're hard little pebbles peeping through the thin material. I grab hold of your shirt and quickly lift it over your head to expose the hard body I can't get enough of, and you duck your head to suck on my tits while I sigh softly.
Your fingers slide down my body, unhooking my bra and dropping it on the floor, gliding across my stomach and hovering just above the waistline of my short black skirt while I kiss your neck and trace smooth circles on your back and chest. You slip your hand down a little further, grabbing hold of my sleek, long leg and pulling it up and I wrap it around your hip invitingly, pulling you closer to me. I drape my arms around your neck and stroke your hair as our lips mesh and our tongues dance, sliding over and under one another as you grind your hips into mine.