I'd just finished eating dinner. He had finished first, but then, he always finishes first. I came into the computer room, and he was sitting in the chair.
"I'll be out of here in just a minute. I just wanted to check something."
That's kind of what I figured. I pretty much expected him to go back to bed once he was done eating.
Finished with whatever he was doing, he spun the chair around and faced me, pulling me in for a kiss. I lean down to kiss him and then stand up again, and he's pulling on my shirt, tugging me down for another kiss. Then another. And another.
"What?!" I all but scream. This is beginning to get annoying.
"I just wanted a kiss," he says, putting on his pretend pouting-like-a-puppy-dog face.
"I just gave you four!" I remind him.
"Yeah, well, I want another one." He kisses me for a moment, but then begins to kiss and nibble at my neck, my weak spot. I call him a tease, and tell him that he's evil. He responds by putting his hands inside my shirt.
Ack! Cold hands! Really cold hands. In fact, they're not hands at all. They're icicles, masquerading as hands.
He rubs them together, trying to warm them up. Marginally better, I can at least have his hands inside my shirt without wanting to scream.
He begins tweaking my nipples through my bra, at the same time devouring me with his mouth. I'm panting; I can't help it. The man knows very well how to get me panting for him.
Just when I think he's going to leave me hanging, he slides his hand inside my trousers. I wonder if it surprised him at all when he realized I wasn't wearing any panties today.
Finding my clit, he begins frigging it like mad. I'm moaning into his mouth as he's kissing me, and hanging on to him as if my life depended on it. I can hear the children running after each other and laughing right outside the door; I don't care what they do as long as they don't come in here.
Just when I'm about to hit the peak, he pushes me away and gives me a peck on the lips.
(Yes, I love it. I admit it.)
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