We barely make it to the sofa, with me raining kissing all over her body. My shirt on her is tossed swiftly. I take a nipple in my mouth; she moans out loud.
“You are not allowed to travel again.” Her voice is raspy.
“I’m inclined to agree with you on that,” I answer in between taking my shirt off, kicking my shoes and removing my pants.
‘We have a problem, Daniel,” she says as I pull down her ugly granny panty and two fingers make their way inside her and another hand massages her breast. She’s writhing and moaning.
“We do? I can’t think of any problem right now, other than making you come,” I say, taking a nipple in my mouth.
“That’s the problem: I’m falling for you, and it would be a disaster when my dad marries me off to some guy with AA blood type.”
“Yes, we do have a problem,” I answer as I continue to swirl my tongue on each nipple. My fingers are moving faster, getting her closer to the edge.
“Good. You agree, right?” she pants, spreading her legs for me.
“I agree that you need to come, and your eyes need to stay on me.”
“You are not list… en... ing…” She grips me shoulder as her juice streams into my fingers and she exhales my name, “Daniel.”
“You were saying?” I smirk after watching her orgasm. She pulls me closer, taking over my lips. When I pull back:
“I was saying, you are not listening to me,” she challenges as I center myself to fill her up.
The “Aah” feeling that escapes both our lips is mutual comfort of being home. I take over her mouth again as I start to thrust inside her. I can’t go slow; I’ve really missed her.
“I’ve missed you so much, Anu.”
“Me too, and I need you to move faster. I need more of you.”
“Is your greedy pussy trying to suck me into the vortex of pleasure?” I smirk.
“Yes, it’s trying to make your seed flow happily.” she smirks back.
I feel her wall sucking me in and, just before I can say more, she moves in a way only she can move, and next thing I know, she is having an orgasm, screaming my name and I come right behind her.
I fall on top of her before pulling up. I sit on the sofa and place her legs on my thigh. My hands roam her body. The seven-hour flight was totally worth every second with her.
When she sits up and wraps her arm around me, I feel like the luckiest man on earth.
“Do you think we can make it to the bed?” she asks.
“I can carry you, that’s for sure.”
“I won’t complain,” she says with a smile.
I get off the chair and, instead of standing, she dashes towards the bedroom. Tripping on one of the heels she had dropped, she manages to save herself and jumps on the bed, laughing. I have indeed missed this woman dearly. I’m going to convince Aaron to go on the next business trip. I need more time with my woman.
I get in bed with her; she cuddles into my arms.
“Why did you have the shoes?”
“I thought someone was breaking in, I wasn’t expecting anyone. You said your ETA was midnight.”
“I wanted to surprise you.”
“Well, you did, and almost got hit in the head with hooker-heels weapon.” She laughs when I poke her.
“That would have been bad.” I kiss her forehead. “So, can you elaborate on our earlier problem?”
