"Honey, I'm home," he said. "I need to have you,"
"I'm tired of phone sex," I said.
He laughed. "Kitten, I’m HOME. And I have to leave again tonight. I have a meeting in the morning,”
I was home studying. I have two hours before having to pick up Caesar. He knows this.
“I’m on my way,” he said.
I pack away the books and jumped into the shower. I oiled my skin, brush my hair and when he knocked on my door, I was ready for him.
He takes me in his arms and kisses me. “You look beautiful,” he said “Take everything off," I removed the laced bra and panties. I stood there naked, my body tingling beneath his fingers as I peel away his clothing to get to his warm flesh.
“I miss you so much,” he whispers against my cheek. I miss your smell. I miss your taste,”
I back up against the kitchen table and he wedges his body between my legs. I unbuckle his belt and drop his pants around his ankles. He claimed me and I held on, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
The table felt hard on my bare ass but I may as well be in a bed of roses.
I tilted my pelvis toward him and embraced his thrusts.
I grippef his shoulders and bury my face in the crook of his neck and cried out in surrender. He followed right behind me. Squeezing me to him so hard my bones ached.
After our screaming died down and our bodies stopped shaking and shivering, we went to bed. He falls asleep shortly after promising to take me again before he leaves.
“Wake me up in one hour,” he said.
I watch him sleep. He looks tired.
“Relax and enjoy,” I told him when he tries to get up. I will take care of everything,"
He deserves nothing less.
A man who takes a three hour flight to come home to me if only for an hour deserves nothing less.
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