Hmm.“I want it quick, I have veggies cooking,” bursts from my lips.
His lips tilt and his eyes twinkle. He wants to laugh but he’s holding back as to not kill the mood. I yank my skirt up and his eyes are quickly transfixed upon the black strip of my thong. He palms his cock over his jeans as I kick off my flats and spread my legs.
“Give it to me. Show me how much you missed me,” I urge him on. He quickly strips off his jeans to reveal he’s gone commando.
Ooh.I like that. More of that is definitely required in the future. He climbs on the bed and positions himself above me, him between my legs. His hand reaches out to caress my cheek, his lips lock to mine.
“Say it again,” he whispers as he begins to light a blazing trail of wet kisses up and down the column of my neck.
“What?” I question him. My mind’s gone a complete blank.
“Say what you said before,” he demands.
It clicks, I know what he wants me to say but I like this vulnerable side to him. I pretend to think about it but a small nip to my jaw says Michael doesn’t like that much.
“You mean… I love you?” I say batting my eyelids up at him.
“Yeah, that. You have no idea how much I love hearing that because I love you too,” he growls between kisses.
Michael’s tongue invades my mouth as he pushes my thong to the side and slips himself inside. I can feel every muscle in his body tense as he holds himself inside of me, when his pause gets to be too long I clench my inner muscles hoping to spur him on. He pulls out, holding just his tip at my entrance. “Sorry El, getting too caught up in the moment,” he apologizes.
“That’s nice, but fuck me already,” I practically yell at him. He grunts at my vulgar language but starts to move, smooth guided stokes filling me up deliciously with every movement.
* * *
“I’msorry for this past week,” Michael whispers in my ear. “I just wish I had been able to come right up to you and whisk you back into my arms, where you belong.”
“Well, I’m sorry for breaking your heart eight years ago.” It’s a heavy apology, we’re both silent for a beat after. I can’t help but wonder how this is going to work.
He seemed pretty set on us being together, like an actual couple, but we haven’t really talked about how exactly it would work. I roll over while still keeping his arm resting on my waist… and he’s fallen asleep. Well, I suppose I have no choice now but to wait until tomorrow. I hope everything goes okay, I don’t want anything else to interrupt us from sailing away towards our happily ever after.
