I’ve looked at his deep blue eyes and felt myself melt inside. Silent, composed, observant. His sandy-bearded face I’ve been dreaming to cover in kisses; his sexy mouth has turned into that slight smirk, acknowledging me with his natural charming calm while I walked into the airport arrivals hall.
A soft kiss on my right cheek and a whisper in my ear. ‘You look lovely, Lips. Pretty shoes.’ Oh, he knows me so well, I’ve thought, smiling a bit more as he took my suitcase and held my hand. Then his other hand moving a strand of my hair behind my ear. ‘I’ll devour you with them on.’ And that naughty look again.
As usual I can stop talking incessantly, while we cross the airport car park, his hand on the small of my back. Bubbly me is so excited to be here, and to finally be with him. He doesn’t talk much as we walk, but adds those little comments of his that make me tremble with desire.
His words do things to me. He knows that and uses it to his advantage. We get to his car and he places my luggage in the boot. I stand next to him. ‘Won’t you kiss me?’ I ask, my eyes looking up, one hand on his chest. He grabs it and caresses my inner wrist with his fingertips. Moves my hand to his lips and kisses my palm. ‘Like this?’ The tip of his tongue on my skin again, licking. His hot lips kissing. And I’m burning. ‘Or does Lips want something else?’
I’m about to talk and his finger comes to my lips. ‘Shhh...’ he says, ‘tell me while we drive home.’ I can feel my need escalating, my cravings uncontrollable, on fire, while I climb into the car, next to him. He’s still wearing his suit, must have come directly from the office. Loosens his tie a bit and my heart starts beating so fast I think I won’t be able to stand the hour drive.
We drive in silence for some minutes, both our scents feeling the air. Then he says ‘So, what does my girl want?’ I giggle. ‘Everything?’ And I move my hand and caress his, while he drives. ‘We are celebrating after all, Handsome.’
He glances over, and smirks again. ‘Oh, yes, we are.’
And I can feel his hunger too, his need to have me as soon as we close that door. Thirsty lips and tongues and muffled moans. Pinned against the wall, nipples being pinched, neck being conquered, hands roaming everywhere. Fingers grabbing, nails raking, teeth biting. Passion unfolding and lots and lots of laughter.
This is going to be a long weekend. A precious one.
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