She was holed up in the State Department for 3 days then had to fly to Moscow to finally seal the deal with Russia on disarming the hair-trigger alert on their nuclear weapons. She has been working with Minister Avdonin since she had presented him the draft in Cayman Islands. She was ecstatic with the result but also extremely exhausted. And she misses family so much. Especially Henry. They have talked almost every day but has not seen her husband for almost a week. And she can wait to see him.

"Matt, we'll be heading straight to Arlington once we land. Henry has this interview for his book at PBS. And we'll be staying for a night there"

"I will let his security detail to sweep the premises ahead Ma'am".

Elizabeth also informed her staff about her plan before she settled in her seat. Blake has already taken care of their hotel reservation. She plans to spend a night with her husband and head home by Sunday. It'll be a 9-hour flight and she needed all energy she has if everything goes accordingly for her plan tonight. She closed her eyes and let exhaustion take over.

As soon as they landed, Elizabeth reached for her phone and typed a message.

E: Babe, we just landed. We'll be on the road in a few. See you in a bit.

H: Alright babe. Let me know when you're here.

Elizabeth stood in the green room, waiting while Henry was currently being groomed. A soft knock drew Elizabeth's attention.

"Madam Secretary?"

"Yes?"

"Your husband wants to see you."

"Why isn't he here?", she spat.

The production assistant looked down. "Sorry Ma'am. I'm afraid he got himself tied up."

Elizabeth sighed, annoyed. "Where is he then?"

"He's doing a quick radio round."

"What?" She reeled on her. Elizabeth took a deep breath to calm herself before she spoke. She knows this really wasn't her fault. And acting like a twat would be uncalled for.

"I'm sorry. I'm exhausted and I just want to see my husband. Please tell me the spot is in the building."

She relaxed. "Yes, ma'am. It's right this way."

She followed her down a long hallway and around a corner and there, visible through a pane of soundproof glass, was the man of her dreams. He laughed at something and Elizabeth's stern face melted. A smile crept on her face. He looked absolutely sexy the way he carried himself. Or maybe she just misses her husband very much.

"Whenever you're ready to go back to the green room, someone will take you."

"Thank you."

Henry looked up and his grin broke anew. He waved. Elizabeth wiggled her fingers at him then blew him a kiss. The radio deejays caught the exchange and began to question.

"Look who's standing by our window?"

"That would be my wife."

"Would she care to join us?" They tried to wave her in, but she shook her head.

"No, she wouldn't."

Elizabeth sent him a quick text. He nodded and blew her another kiss. She waited, watching the interview with a smile. He could be exasperating sometimes. It was hard for him to tell people no. Elizabeth went to stand near the window. The night sky was beautiful.

A few minutes later, she felt a warmth press against her back. She smiled at his reflection in the glass overlooking the city.

"I'm sorry about that. They asked."

"And you didn't want to seem rude, so you agreed." He kissed the top of her head.

"Yes, babe." His arms wound around her waist.

Home. She finally relaxed. Wherever Henry was is home. His thumbs rubbed up and down on her stomach, his chin resting where he'd just kissed.

"How are you baby?"

"I'm tired. And I missed you."

"I missed you too baby. This'll just be quick and we'll be out of here in no time."

"Fantastic. And you, how are you, Henry?"

He closed his eyes and pressed against, breathing in the scent of her.

"I'm better now that I'm in your arms. I'll be fine when this interview is over and I can take you to the hotel."

Elizabeth looked up and smiled. "Sounds good to me."

"Here, give me your tie."

She grabbed it just below the knot and pulled him into a kiss. He pressed their bodies together then turned her so that he could deepen the kiss. They pulled up short as they realized they have a huge audience around. She skimmed her fingers down the length of the tie as he loosened it.

"I love it when you do that."

"What?"

"Loosen your tie."

"You just love my ties. My little tie whore." He leaned in, murmuring the last against Elizabeth's lips, only for them to hear. The tie slid loudly against his shirt collar as she pulled it free. "I'll come get you to watch from back stage."

"And your tie."

"Of course."

They kissed once more before she was lead back to the green room. As soon as she was inside the room, her phone buzzed.

H: You weren't wearing any underwear, were you?

E: No, I'm not.

Elizabeth sent him a tasteless, up the skirt shot then cracked open a bottle of water, pacing the green room. She liked being able to do this with Henry.

H: Tease.

E: Who me?

H: Yes.

E: You know it.

She unbuttoned her blouse and lay upon the couch then took a shot down her body and sent it to him.

H: You're making it hard for me to concentrate.

E: I hope that's not the only thing that's hard.

H: It's getting there. Anymore pictures and I'll be obscene.

E: Mmmmm, I want to see.

The next message was a dark photo of his denim crotch and a lovely bulge forming.

E: Yummy, baby. Can I have a taste?"

H: Yes.

H: God, yes!

H: I've missed your lips around my cock.

E: I've missed your cock in my mouth.

She laid his tie down the center of her body and drew her skirt up to her waist and sent him another picture.

H: Darling, you're in the green room. Someone might walk in.

E: True.

E: Then I guess I better cum quickly.

H: What?

She teased the larger end of the tie over her short-trimmed hair, sending shivers through her. She was already wet, but then the next picture came through. He was standing in the men's bathroom, a delicious dark red cock poking out of his jeans above his zipper.

H: That should help.

E: Oh god yes!

E: I can't wait for later.

E: That beautiful cock filling me in every way.

H: I want you to record yourself cumming.

H: Since I can't be there, I want to hear.

E: Yes, baby.

Elizabeth teased her clit with the tie, using her fingers to dip it just inside her then back up to her clit. Before she was got too far gone, she snapped a shot then saved it for later. Her fingers rubbed her swollen clit hard and fast, up and down the length until she came shaking and whimpering into the mic on her phone.

An hour later, Henry stalked into the room. He looked wound up and excited.

"Baby, you are so going to pay for those pictures."

She simpered up at him, but he wiped the look from her face by kissing her roughly. His tongue ravaged her mouth until she clung to him, moaning around their tangled tongues. He grabbed her arms then pulled her up just so he could sit and have her astride on his lap.

"Only a little while longer and then you can fuck me senseless."

"Positively monosyllabic."

"Mmmm, non-verbal communication."

He curled his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her closer. His hand slipped up skirt to finger her pussy. She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Grunts and moans, groans, a few whimpers."

"What about screams?"

Her mouth dropped open as her hips pushed forward, eager for more of him.

"Oh yes, baby, you're going to scream my name."

He tugged her hair hard and made her gasp in surprise and delight.

A knock. "Dr. cCord?" He withdrew his fingers and kissed her lips lightly.

"Yes?"

The same production assistant peeked her head in.

"You're needed on set in five."

"Thank you." The door closed. "Darling, help me with my tie."

He pulled it around his neck. "You must have cum hard. The room still smells like sex."

She raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at his fingers. She giggled as he smiled but didn't enlighten him. He tied the tie himself and she adjusted it, petting the fabric flat against his chest. He pecked her cheek with a chuckle when she bit her lip.

"I love that my ties turn you on."

"Everything about you turns me on." She kissed the corner of his mouth. "I wanna fuck you all the time."

"Another thing we have in common." He urged her off his lap. They linked hands, loosely lacing their fingers so hers didn't hurt and walked down to the studio behind the production assistant.

"Oh, babe, I forgot to send you one of the pictures."

"Must you send it now? I'd hate to go on the telly with a raging hard-on." The assistant giggled.

"Oh yes, babe."

She shielded her phone away from him as she sent the picture with the tie. They waited backstage until they called his name. He looked at the picture then down at his tie. He smoothed it against his stomach and turned just before he walked onto the sound stage.

"Between your fucking teeth."

She grinned as she scurried up to the back stage monitor to watch him give the interview.

The hotel room door slammed behind him, kicked by his foot. She dropped her purse onto the couch and kicked off her shoes.

"You better run, babe."

Elizabeth glanced over her shoulder to see him pull the slim end of the tie from the knot and wind it about his right hand. His left was wound with the thicker end. She yelped and ran for the bedroom door of the suite. He kicked off his shoes then ran for her.

She tried to shut the door, but he brought his arms up and stopped it with his forearms. She broke for the bed but he caught her. Bringing the taut tie up to her chin, he tipped her head back.

"On your knees, baby."

She sunk slowly to her knees by the bed.

"Before I put your cum-soaked tie between your teeth, you're gonna suck my cock."

She looked up at him, unable to hide her need and excitement from her face.

Henry unwound his tie then stepped around her to sit on the bed, unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans, letting them fall to the tops of his thighs. He freed his straining cock, stroking it as she scooted forward on her knees. She wrapped her hand around it and held it straight.

The groan that escaped him was music to her ears as she enveloped the weeping purple head with her lips. His breath came in a pant quickly, as she licked and sucked. She reached down between his legs to massage his balls. With a quickness, he wrapped the tie around her wrists. She groaned and looked up at him.

"I know, baby. Just-keep-going."

"Just for that."

She wet her lips then dove in, licking and sucking, using her saliva to make a mess of him, stroking him in tandem with her mouth and hand, taking him deeper and deeper. Her throat convulsed in protest and he grabbed her hair.

"Fuck! Stop or I'll cum."

She doubled her efforts, bringing his hips off the bed. Then she couldn't breathe for his cock down her throat. Her hand clawed his belly and he grabbed it, locking their hands together.

"Shit! Fuck! God! Yes!"

She felt his cock pulse as he came in twitches, his hips stuttering as he pulled back. She swallowed because anything else would have been disgusting and a mood killer.

"I love you."

He brushed the hair away from her face then kissed her as he struggled to catch her breath.

"I kinda love you too."

He freed her wrists and helped her to her feet. The only recovery time he gave her was long enough for him to strip her then he shoved her to bed and crawled over her.

"I want to be inside you."

"Yes? This is a problem?"

"But I want to eat you too."

"I see the problem, my greedy husband."

"As talented as I am-"

"And you're so very talented."

"Shut up, Madam Secretary."

She giggled. She loves to hear it, especially from him.

"As talented as I am, I cannot eat you and fuck you at the same time. So you must pick."

"How about we compromise, and you eat me THEN fuck me?"

"Because I'm already hard again and I want this cock in you."

She wrapped her legs around his thighs. "Say it again."

He grinned. "I want my cock in your pussy."

He reached down between them and grabbed himself, teasing her wet pussy lips with the head.

"I want this throbbing hard dick in your dripping hot pussy."

"Yes!"

"That's my girl."

He flipped her over and forced the tie between her lips then teeth.

"I can't wait to kiss you after."

She loves it when he Her proper gentleman could be quite a dirty fucker. Her saliva moistened the tie and she began to taste the musk of her cum in the tie. Henry's hands grabbed her waist and she felt not the hard push of his cock into her, but the tease of the tip of his nose then brush of tongue against her clit. He held her still as he devoured her pussy from behind. She pushed her ass back to him, offering it up. The bed moved as he rolled underneath her. She cried out around the tie as he skewered her with his fingers, two long wondrous digits plunged into her pussy.

She rocked back and forth above him, her thighs shaking as he pumped his fingers in and out, his tongue swirling and sucking her clit until her vision exploded in fire. She fisted the coverlet in both hands, shouting around the tie. Her saliva dripped onto the coverlet from around the tie.

"God, you look so beautiful. Flushed and sweaty and spent."

His fingertips glided up her spine, like he knew she liked.

"I can't decide if I want to fuck you from behind or underneath."

She stretched, bowing her back and pushing her hips up into the air.

"Trying to sway me?"

He slapped her ass and she pushed it higher.

"If that's what my lovely wife wants."

His thighs were against hers and with a hard thrust, he filled her. His hands closed around her breasts and pulled her back into his deep thrusts, her guttural moans loud and louder behind the wet tie. Henry sat back on his heels, using his grip on her breasts to pull her onto his lap. Her thighs went to the outside of his. He grunted with effort, pounding into her swollen pussy. The veins of his arms stood out, his muscles flexed as he pulled her down into his thrusts.

"Fuck! I'm not gonna last."

All she could do was shout and cry, holding on to his hips for dear life. He grew louder and louder, bouncing her on his cock. Her muffled cries pushing him further. With a growl of frustration, he pushed her down onto the mattress, holding her down between the shoulders. His hips snapped fast and hard. His barking moans punctuated each push of his cock into her dripping pussy. She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit to push herself off the cliff he had her hanging on. Her body clamped down on his cock and he shouted, digging his nails into her back.

"Fuck!"

He thrust once, twice and collapsed on her back, panting.

After they both caught their breath, he withdrew his softening cock and gently untied and removed the tie. Henry dropped onto his back and gathered her against him.

"I miss you so much baby."

"Oh, I miss you too Henry."

"And you are such a tease, Elizabeth. I love it when you do that."

"Exactly why I do that."