“Shit,” he muttered, answering to hear the man’s calm voice.
“Maynard’s fine, but he’s whining bad.Neighbor heard and said they couldn’t get in touch with you.I’m guessing y’all aren’t home.”
Silly’s eyes met his, understanding instant.“Go,” she said, but he shook his head.
“We go together.”
They boxed the tiramisu, tipping extra, and raced home, the interruption a prick of frustration turning to concern.Maynard was pacing in the living room, rubbing against every wall and piece of furniture, a low keen escaping.In his way he was telling them his mostly healed burns were itching fiercely under the fresh fur.Tank lay on the couch, ears back, clearly worried.
“Hey, boy,” Jock soothed, unfastening the dog gate across the doorway and settling on the floor.Maynard ran over to curl into his lap with a sigh.
Silly joined them, her dress hiked up, running gentle hands over the dog.“Poor guy.We’ll reschedule the date.”
But as Maynard calmed, the evening shifted, morphing into something intimate.
Silly looked at Jock with a tiny smile, got up and used the dimmer on the wall to lower the lights.She grabbed a blanket off the back of the couch and moved the coffee table so she had room to spread it in front of the couch.
He shook his head and gently pushed Maynard off his lap.“Momma has a good idea.”
Silly laughed as she walked back into the room, having retrieved the tiramisu from the truck.“We need a fork.I’ll be right back.”She handed him the container and turned to go to the kitchen.He gave her ass a little slap.She made a low noise and paused, then walked away again.“Promises, promises” trailed over her shoulder.
By the time she got back, he’d moved to the blanket, shooing the dogs off to one of the many dog beds.He guided her down into his lap and opened the container.She speared a bite and offered it to him.
“Mmmmm.”Jock took his time with the bite, making obscene noises the whole time he was chewing.“Mmmmm.”
“Oh, you’re such a tease.”She turned in his arms.“My turn.”She opened her mouth.
They fed each other bites while Tank and Maynard snored nearby.
“This is better than any restaurant,” Silly whispered, resting her head on his shoulder, fingers tracing up and down his arm.“Just us, the doggos.”
Jock pulled her closer, that closeness reigniting a spark between them that never fully dimmed.Her lips found his in a slow kiss, her delicate hands tangled in his hair as their passion built.
“Time for bed, lover.”Her voice was soft, longing.
He stood with her in his arms and took the few strides to their bedroom door.“We’ll leave the dogs to their peace.”
Once the door was closed, he let her slide down his front, hands cradling her hips.His fingers found the zipper on her dress, and it was the work of moments to free her from the garment.
Jock looked at her, high breasts cupped in a strapless bra, the tiniest bit of lace trying to hide her core.“Want you, Silly,” he breathed out softly.“Want you so much.”
“I’m always yours, Jake.Always.”She backed up to the bed and sat on the edge.“You’re overdressed, kind sir.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he said, stripping off his shirt and jeans, then stepping out of his socks.He stood before her naked, his cock already rising to the occasion.“Now you’re the one overdressed.”Jock reached out and lifted her, shifting them both higher on the bed.“But it might be fun to take those off.Lemme see what I can do.”
Jock lifted one breast free from the supportive cup.He played with one nipple, knowing how sensitive they’d become.Lips and teeth, then fingers to tug and pull.
Silly’s breathing changed, becoming erratic, and she let out a long groan.“God.That’s so good, honey.So good.”
He slipped his hand down to her center, fingers finding that magical wetness that made sex so much better.“You’re already ready.”He shifted over top of her, holding the string of fabric to one side as his cock drove home, slowly.“So ready.”
“Always ready for you.”Each word was punctuated with a little gasp as he drove deep in sharp thrusts.“It’s not going to take me long.”Her arms wove around his neck.“Loving you is so good.”
She tightened around him, her body arching up as he pushed deep, finishing with pulses of sensation as he came inside her.With her breathing erratic, she pulled him hard against her.“So good.”
“I’m so glad we had to come home,” she whispered against his shoulder.“I love you.”
“Love you too,” he breathed against her skin, the night ending in tangled sheets, their bond deeper for the detour.
