She isn't used to both of them working from home at the same time. Their house only has one office and they had put both their desks in there when they first moved in. This hadn't been a problem because usually, he's at work for most of the day and only used the office outside of work hours to play video games with his friends.
For the past 3 weeks, they've been sharing their office and she was surprised by the lack of discipline he has. Every few minutes, he interrupts her to show her a cute Reddit video or laughs really loud at something, breaking her concentration. He's not used to washing dishes during the day, so his dishes are piled up in the sink. The bathroom is always steamy because, now, he can take showers at any time of day.
She was trying to be understanding. Maybe she was blowing this way out of proportion. This must be difficult for him, too. He's usually so attentive and caring, but lately, it's like he's a kid on summer vacation.
Charles Shultz said it best, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." She never anticipated that they'd both be home all the time. She was reaching her breaking point. The lack of order was really throwing off her routine. Not to mention, their sex life hasn't been very active since they've been spending all day in the house. She missed their weekly date nights. Their usual lovey-dovey ways had gone out the window.
As those thoughts raced through her mind, he let out a really loud laugh from his side of the office. Her blood began to boil.
"BABE! Can you not?!" She exclaimed more harshly than she'd anticipated.
His face dropped when he saw her angry expression. "...what do you mean?"
This made her even angrier. How did he not know what she meant? How did he not understand how much he had changed?
"I mean, can you not keep laughing really loudly and interrupting me every 5 seconds?" Her tone was very tense. Her heart was pounding.
He stood up and began to walk over to her, the same solemn expression on his face. She stood up, too, getting into her power stance, ready to argue.
A few months into their dating, she had complained to him that when they argue, he has a tendency to tower over her small, 5'2" frame. To help her even the playing field, he had taught her some power poses that would make her feel powerful on the inside, no matter how tall her opponent is.
She saw him subtly break his serious expression as he watched her get into position. A small smile glimmered behind his green eyes. As he approached her, she felt her chest tighten. He looked really good today. His navy t-shirt was well-fit against his strong build and his chest looked like the perfect place to curl up in.
As if reading her mind, he scooped her up, held her close, and stroked her long, dark hair. After a few seconds, he looked into her eyes, almost searching for an answer to what's going.
"What are you doing?" She asked, breaking the tension.
"I can see a lot of unrest behind those eyes." He arched his eyebrow as he waited for her to respond.
She looked down so he couldn't search her eyes anymore. Her heart began to race again as all the feelings she had bottled up inside for the past 3 weeks collided against each other, threatening to burst. She buried her face in his chest, not knowing how to process what she was feeling.
"Hey...Kitten, don't worry, I've got you... we'll get through it together." He stroked her hair again, rocking her back and forth gently in his arms. That always seemed to soothe her.
His warm hands seemed to ignite goosebumps wherever he touched. She took a deep breath, slowly releasing to help ease her conflicting emotions. She didn't know whether she wanted to fight him, give in to his intimacy, or go back to the work she was trying to finish. She noticed that she was unintentionally gripping onto his shirt with her fists balled up in frustration.
"Awww, baby, you've got so much energy pent up in there..." He paused for a moment and then he whispered in her ear, "...do you, maybe...need some release?" His voice sounded more tender. Her nipples began to harden underneath her bra.
Still carrying her, he walked over to his desk and placed her on top of it. He ran his hands along her right side, slowly moving up to her breast. He chuckled and let out a gentle moan. "Don't try to hide it, baby. Your nipples always give you away." He began to kiss her while he caressed her right breast. Tingles were spreading throughout her body. Her skin was flushed.
She couldn't deny it. She needed him.
She took a sharp breath as he pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it on the ground. Then, he reached behind her and unclasped her bra, revealing her hard, pointed nipples.
"Mmmm, I always know when you need me. If I go too long without playing with my little kitten, she gets so hot and bothered." He chuckled, continuing to slowly run his hands along the sides of her body again.
She moaned in delight at all the pleasurable warmth running through her body as she received attention she didn't even know she needed.
"Mmmm, I know, princess. It feels good doesn't it?" He moved his hands to caress her breasts again.
"This is all for you. Just sit back and let me dote on you in all the ways I know you want it." He leaned in and kissed the back of her neck and whispered, "In all the ways I know you need it." She leaned back, allowing herself to let go of her tumultuous emotions a little more.
"That's it, baby. Relax for me. Let me suck on these delicious nipples." He got to his knees and she felt his warm breath close to her left nipple. She pulled him in close, not being able to wait any longer for that electric feeling she knew all too well. As soon as he started licking her nipple, her pussy began to pulse in arousal.
He brought his right arm to her right nipple and began to play with it as he suckled and tugged on her left one with his tongue and lips.
"Oooh, yeah, babe. You like sucking on my nipples?" She wrapped her legs around his upper torso to pull him in tighter.
"You know I do, baby," he said in between sucking and kissing her nipple. As he approached her breast again, he began to quicken his licking, almost flicking her left nipple with his tongue. She instinctively arched back in pleasure, allowing the fast waves of lust to wash through her. He torturously pulled back and watched her left nipple harden even more. She tried to pull him back onto her breast to continue but he quickly grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her.
"No fair!" She pouted.
"You're going to have to be a good little girl if you want me to keep going." A naughty grin appeared on his face.
He got really close to her right breast so that she could feel what was to come. This only made her more impatient.
"Now, are you going to behave yourself?" He winked, somehow keeping the mood light and powerfully sexy at the same time. She nodded silently, forcing every fiber of her being to remain still so he would continue.
"You're so fucking cute." He chuckled and finally brought his mouth to her right nipple. "I want to get a taste of each and every bit of you." He suckled and licked again as his moans got deeper, making her want to slam him to the floor and take him right there. His deep vibrato reverberating against her breasts was otherworldly. She never knew how erogenous they were until she met him.
His aggressive licking was taking her over the edge and she could feel her pussy quivering with every minute passing by, aching to be filled. "Babe, I need you inside me right now." Her face was flushed and she felt a bit delirious from her arousal.
"Ah, ah, ah...baby...you know the rules." She squirmed a little to let him know she was willing to play dirty to get what she wanted. He tightened his grip on her hands that remained behind her. His voice took a serious tone. "I'm in charge here..." He lowered his gaze to her shorts. "...and I haven't even gotten close to tasting every bit of you yet." The naughty grin returned on his face.
She bit her lip, knowing what was coming next. "Now, when I let go of these hands, promise me that you won't move a muscle." He looked into her eyes lovingly yet stern, waiting for a response.
"I promise." Once again, she pulled all her self-restraint together in order to stay still. He let go of her hands and started to rub her thighs. The friction brought some much-needed warmth back into her legs.
"Do you...maybe...want me to take these off?" He asked coyly, looking at her shorts. She smiled at him and squirmed to show her approval. He chuckled and began to unzip them.
"These short little shorts have been teasing me all day. You think you can walk around looking like that and not have me wanting to get a closer look?" He pulled her shorts down and groaned in pleasure at her sheer, navy panties.
"Look at that sweet little pussy...it looks good enough to eat" He kissed her over her panties, burying his face in her most private spot. Her breathing quickened. Her thoughts raced into erotic fantasies of his cock slamming into her. She had to bring herself back to reality in order to keep from squirming.
"Let's take these off..." He pulled her panties down and she felt the cool air of their office against the wetness of her pussy. His face was inches from it.
"Fuuuck me, princess. You're so wet for me." He gave her a naughty look and licked his lips. Her heart pounded again as she spread her legs wider, hoping he would get the hint to continue.
"Mmmm, what shall I do with you? Do you think I should take you to the bed and tuck you in for a nice long nap?" He was teasing her, testing her patience to see if she would break. There was no way she was going to let that happen. She wanted him so badly, she would gladly let him have all the control.
"No, please. Babe, I need you." She bit her bottom lip and gently undulated her hips against the desk. Pleasure washed over his face as he watched her bare body spread open for the taking. She heard him breathe deeply, revelling in her.
"You're being such a good girl for me." He whispered. "...Now, where was I?" He continued to rub his hands along her thighs to keep her warm as he slowly approached her pussy.
