Thinking about the night before, as I sit in my office, a smile crosses my face and I start absentmindedly doodling on a notepad. This week has been hell here, I think to myself as I glance over at the stack of papers sitting on my desk. It is already 7pm, I should have been home 3 hours ago, but the work won't do itself.
The phone rings and I am pulled back to reality. "You're not home yet." I hear your voice and my heart melts immediately. "I know, baby boy, I'm sorry. There is just so much work, I am almost on my way ho..." but before I can finish my sentence, I see you standing in my door with a picnic basket and your cell phone pressed to your ear.
"I have to go", I whisper into the phone and smile at you as I hang the phone up. "Me too, I have a date..." you say into your phone, even though I've hung up already. I lean back in my chair and swivel around, smiling at you.
"Baby, what are you doing here? You know I have so much work to do." But I can't even pretend to be upset with you; the smile on my face is not to be wiped off.
"Since you didn't come home for dinner, I thought I'd bring dinner to you." You walk in and place the basket on my desk, walking around it to me, you sit down on my desk in front of me. I stand up and wrap my arms around your neck, kissing you softly and looking into your eyes in between each kiss.
"Hi, angel" I smile at you, running my hand down your cheek. "Hi, beautiful", you whisper back at me and finally wrap your arms around my waist, too.
I reach for the basket, not realizing how hungry I was until you just walked and reminded me that I haven't eaten yet. But as I lift the lid, I see that this is no usual dinner- again.
A bottle of your favorite wine and a French baguette are in the basket, along with some fruits. "God, you spoil me, baby" I smile at you and you tighten your grip around my waist.
"Don't worry, I didn't come here just to feed you. I can't get last night out of my head, and you ran off to the office this morning so fast I didn't even get to kiss my girl." I leave the basket and turn around now, looking into your eyes.
My forehead leans against yours and I lift my head up to press my warm lips gently to yours. Slowly I feel your mouth open and my tongue slides in past your lips easily, kissing you a bit harder now, gaining energy from your lips.
"I know, I'm sorry I ran off so fast." I smile once more but you stop me from talking as I feel your hand on the back of my neck pulling me back into your warm lips and sharing another passionate kiss with me.
I moan out softly, lost in the moment, but then remember where we are and why I am still here. "Ba...mmm... baby, I have to fin..." but you don't let me speak again, wrapping your arms around me and devouring my lips with yours. Our tongues intertwined with one another, you tease me mercilessly and my heart begins to race.
I feel your hands under my butt suddenly as you lift me up and sit me on my desk, and press yourself forward so that you're now standing between my legs. I break the kiss for a moment and stare into your eyes.
"You didn't come here to feed me dinner, did you baby?" You smile at me devilishly and whisper back, "What do you think, beautiful?" "I didn't think so." I lean forward again and our lips lock once more.
You push back on me with your body and kiss me hard again, pushing me backwards gently with your arm behind my back until I find myself lying on my desk. You are propped up on your hands and your upper body is above mine as your lips now devour my neck and you hear me gasp for air and moan your name.
My hand instinctively start roaming through your hair and down your back, until my fingers find their way to the front and the buttons on your shirt start to come undone under them. One by one, I push them open and sitting up, I tear the shirt off your chest and down your arms, until it is on the floor beside my desk.