Corbin awoke to find his body responding to the proximity of Lizzie's naked form. His cock, hard and ready, wanted to feel the warmth and snugness of her tight channel. Scooting closer to the object of his affection, he wrapped one arm around her as he gently slid the other under her neck, to cradle her. He had found himself thinking of her constantly during the days since that first night, amazed that she would think him wonderful enough to share her body. Planting soft kisses down her neck and shoulder blade, Corbin busied his free hand by tugging at Lizzie's nipples, his hand then sliding down to her warm folds, seeking out her clit. Using his thumb he teased and tickled her button, awakening Lizzie's body. She stirred in her sleep, a soft half moan half purr coming from her lips as her back arched in a very cat like movement underneath his hand. Corbin loved waking her up this way. He took this opportunity to coax her body around so she was lying on her back. With his hand still busy at her pussy, alternately stimulating her clit and sliding one or two fingers inside her deep folds, his mouth traveled down between her breasts and over to her nipples. They were so responsive. He suckled at one, then the other, knowing that this action alone could bring this enticing woman over the edge.
As if reading his mind, Lizzie's body arched again under Corbin's hand, her own reaching out to press his head closer to her body. "Oh God yes, babe," she whispered. "Now...I need you inside me."
Silently, Corbin slid his body over hers and slipped inside, taking long, fluid strokes so she felt every inch of his member. As he pumped into her, Corbin nuzzled her neck, her breasts, and her mouth. Lizzie's arms wrapped around him, hugging him closer as her spread legs hugged his waist, her body rising up to meet his, thrust for thrust. Not a word was spoken between the two as they carried each other over, riding that crest to sweet release.
Breathless, sweating slightly, Lizzie brushed the hair from her face as Corbin rolled off her onto his back. "You know, for an old man, you sure are one horny devil." She nestled into the waiting crook of his arm, her favorite spot after they'd made love.
"Can't deny the truth in that Liz. Although I suspect it has more to do with my sleeping partner than my own physiology."
"Sleeping partner?" She looked up at him mischievously. "Who else is sharing your bed? I don't seem to recall a whole lot of sleeping going on when you're over here."
Corbin leaned over and playfully bit her neck. "You are such a brat Lizzie. A wanton one at that too."
"Hmmm...must be my new bed mate." Laughing, she took advantage of his recovery and rolled him over to ride him again to the heights of passion.
Afterwards, as she watched him dress from the comfy nest of blankets, Lizzie also found herself wondering at the beauty of their relationship. She couldn't remember ever feeling this complete with a man, this at ease. Her body responded to Corbin's touch as if it had known it forever and had been patiently waiting for his return. She was confounded that he would find her so appealing, so inviting, so alluring. "So...big plans today?"
Corbin sat on the edge of the bed to put his shoes on. "Nothing much...a couple of project meetings this morning," he glanced at the clock as he took Lizzie in his arms, "one which I'm going to be late for if you don't let me out of your bed."
Lizzie laughed huskily as her deliberately placed her hand over his cock and began stroking him through his slacks. "Uhm, who's laying on top of whom here? You're free to go any time you like, you old letch."
Reluctantly, Corbin pushed her hand aside. "Uh huh. You're a wanton little thing Lizzie Sherman." He stood up and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead as he whispered, "If you're not careful, you'll find you have me falling in love with you."
Lizzie blushed, her eyes cast down. "Don't tease Corbin, it's not nice."
"Who said I was teasing?" He kissed her again, on the lips this time, soft and gentle as he rose. "Now I've got to get going or I'm going to miss that meeting. Perhaps you should think about getting out of bed yourself, slacker." He left then, dodging the feather pillow thrown at his departing form.
The day passed quickly for both of them. Corbin's meetings taking a bit longer than expected as his co-workers teased him about everything from coming in late almost every morning since Valentine's Day to the silly, lovesick grin he had on his face most times. He didn't mind. He knew most of them were jealous. Lizzie faced the same taunts from her co-workers, especially when the attorney she worked for noticed a distinct change in the tone of her voice when she was talking to Corbin. Lizzie didn't mind either, because she knew they were jealous too.
"Steve," she said as she poked her head around the attorney's office door, "I'm taking the afternoon off if that's alright. The due diligence for Project Boris is in Chad's office."
Grinning as he continued to work on the contract before him, Steve muttered something about certain paralegals developing a habit of bankers' hours. "Must be some guy Liz."
"Oh he is...he definitely is. So, is it alright if I leave?"
Steve looked up; inwardly pleased Liz had found someone that brought such a glow to her face. "Like I could stop you. Go...go on...I'll just sit here and try to keep from daydreaming about the decadent delights the two of you are up to."
Liz laughed as she retrieved her coat. "You're such a pig, Steve."
The drive to Corbin's office complex didn't take quite as long as Lizzie had expected, afternoon traffic being much lighter than normal. She had changed from her office attire to the pink angora cardigan she had decided not to wear on Valentine's Day, a snug denim skirt and loafers with no socks. She hated wearing socks. Underneath she had the same brassiere, but neglected to put on the thong. As she turned into the complex parking lot, Lizzie smiled to herself, wondering what Corbin's reaction would be when he discovered the lack of underwear.
