24 hours – 10 rounds

1st round

"Oh my god, they make me wanna cry," she exclaimed after tasting the delicious frosting covering the donut he'd brought her. Donuts, plural, actually.

"Well, definitely don't have six then, babe."

"Oh, I didn't say 'six'," she pronounced the number in a slow manner, leaving Henry to decide what she'd actually meant then.

Henry, the box of sweetness still balancing on his hand, turned his head and eyed her. His eyebrow raised, his eyes rising above the rim of his pair of glasses.

Elizabeth couldn't hide the grin that started to appear on her face as she met Henry's gaze. Henry gently put the box with the now five donuts on the coffee table.

"Come here," Henry asked her in a soft murmur.

Elizabeth shook her head and bit a piece off never taking her eyes away from Henry's.

"Give me that!" He took the donut from her hand and took a bite.

"Whoa, hey," Elizabeth tried to get hold of it again, but Henry's arm could reach much further than hers. Her face spoke volumes of how surprized she was Henry had taken away her donut.

"Oh, I'm sorry babe, did you want this donut all for yourself?" he asked with his mouth full after having taken another bite. The little that remained was now resting between his fingertips.

"Give me that!" she got hold of his wrist.

Henry was so much stronger and he didn't budge.

"Open your mouth."

Elizabeth released his wrist and did as she was told, expecting her husband – ever the gentleman – to feed her what was left of the donut.

He put the final piece in his mouth and licked all of his fingers, teasing her.

"Hmm, that's so good," he moaned.

Elizabeth's mouth opened even further out of pure shock, giving him a look that could kill. She got her shoes off the floor and got up from the couch. Henry snagged her hand in doing so.

"Where are you going?" he looked up at her with his puppy eyes.

"Leaving you alone with your six donuts," there was no mistake in her pronunciation this time. The moment had passed. Henry, however, had other ideas.

"Come here, babe," he pulled her down onto his lap. Leaning forward with her on top of him, he was able to retrieve the box from the low table in front of them.

"The miracle is this: the more we share, the more we have," he pulled the box and his wife closer. A small smile appeared on both their faces. Elizabeth could never resist her husband's charmingly sweet words. "Pick one."

Elizabeth went over all five donuts calling out to her.

She took the one with the white chocolate sprinkles and Henry placed the box back where it came from.

She turned a bit so she could face him better. "Now that Stevie's out, do we have the house to ourselves?"

Biting a big piece off the donut, she nodded. Catching her off guard, he threw her off his lap and onto the couch, making sure he didn't hurt her in the process before he landed on her.

"Henry," Elizabeth yelped loudly.

He looked at her, searching her eyes. "We're gonna have six," Henry kissed her lips tasting the sweetness of the latest donut, "and we're gonna have sex," he admonished.

She gave a light snort before breaking a large piece off the donut and jamming it into his mouth. "If these are consecutive actions, we better get a move on before the kids show up again."

Chewing his part of the donut, he questioned: "We can multitask, right?"

"Oh, yeah," she dropped what was left of the donut into her mouth and took his head in her hands so she could peck him on the lips. As she was still managing to chew down the last part of the donut, she didn't want to give Henry access into her mouth yet, so she turned her face granting him access to her neck. His hands went to work to unbutton her shirt hurriedly. He dragged his tongue over her cleavage and his ministrations earned him a dragged out moan. His fingers worked fast to unbutton and unzip her pants. His left hand slipped underneath the waistband of her panties searching for her heat. Elizabeth instinctively raised her hips in the process.

"Ah," she moaned when Henry teased her down there. She felt hot all of a sudden and Henry on top of her in his suit didn't make things any better. She put her hands on the lapels of his vest and pulled it off, struggling a bit to get it off of him entirely. She started on the buttons of his shirt next but patience was not one of her many virtues, especially not when she wanted things to move forward fast. Pulling the shirt out of his trousers, she tilted her head backwards as Henry had finally made contact with her wet folds; he was unwinding her at a fast pace. Her hands found his belt blindly and started unbuckling it; an action she'd carried out god knows how many times, she knew every step by heart. She unzipped his pants and popped the final button, greedily taking hold of him.

"Baby, you feel so good," Henry whispered in her ear before licking a trail to her wanting mouth.

"Kiss me," she ordered him and he complied. He'd never disobey her. As their hands were working fast and accurately their tongues were involved in a passionate duel.

"Don't…," Elizabeth opened her mouth to talk while Henry was kissing her, "forget the donuts." He sat up and took another donut from the box with dark chocolate sprinkles now. He put the hole of the donut on top of her belly button. His tongue dove in. Opening his mouth wider, he could bite a piece of off it. "So good," he groaned.

"Give me," she said. Her sentences become shorter and more demanding. Henry took the donut in his mouth and moved it to her mouth so she could have a taste of it as well. Henry also took another bite and in no time they had digested the entire donut together, leading to a heavy kissing make out scene touching, pulling and stimulating their lower parts.

When Henry's arousal was becoming too obvious, he sat up again. Elizabeth adjusted her position on the couch. "Are you good?" Henry asked her. She nodded, "just getting comfortable." He squeezed her thigh and with his pants off dangling off his ass, he turned to retrieve the forgotten box. Elizabeth eyed his behind appreciatively. He put the box on Elizabeth's stomach. He picked the one with the frosting. "Now, hold that box in place." Henry sat on his knees in between her legs as he lowered his head to where she wanted him the most.

"Oh," Elizabeth exclaimed as she grabbed the box with both her hands to make sure it didn't fall to the floor. Henry yanked her pants and panties down so he had better access and dragged the donut through her heat and took a bite before he started eating her out. His tongue working eagerly to satisfy her all the while he could enjoy the donut. The box was blocking his view of his wife's face but by the sounds she was making he knew he was doing a great job. When he entered one and soon after another finger into her, she lifted her hips off the couch. Her head was turned to the side and her hands held the box in a deadlock.

"Aaaarghh," she screamed as Henry fastened his pace with his fingers and his tongue. The whole of that donut had already been swallowed. "Hen-ry," she gasped. "Uh-hu?" He added a third finger and bit her clit and that was it. She shuddered as her orgasm took control over her entire body. Henry put his hands on her upper legs and squeezed them.

Breathing heavily, Elizabeth managed to wriggle her way from underneath Henry never letting go of the box. "My turn now," she put the box on the couch where she'd been only seconds ago. "Sit," Henry waved his hand in front of his face as he sat down. Elizabeth, sitting on her knees on the carpet in front of Henry, pulled his trousers all the way down to his ankles. She sat up, going over the two remaining donuts in that box. Henry dragged his hands through his hair, barely being able to bear the anticipation. She took the regular donut from the box. She eyed him challengingly. Henry followed her every move as she placed the donut onto the tip of his erection as far as she could. "You're so big," she smiled as she complimented him. She put her hands on his thighs and kissed his balls softly. "Babe," he sighed. Henry was almost coming undone and he knew he was in for a lot more. He put his hands next to him on the couch seeking some sort of leverage as she licked a wet trail from the lower side of his shaft all the way to where the donut was dangling on his dick. She repeated her actions but this time the other way round and she took his balls in her mouth, pulling them down as her tongue teased them. "Oh… my… God," Henry stuttered. Elizabeth released his balls and dragged her mouth to the donut. She took small bites so she could keep on stimulating Henry with her mouth, teeth and tongue. When she had eaten almost all of the donut from around Henry's tip, she opened her mouth wide and took him into her mouth completely. "Elizabeth," his voice demanding, yet undefined. Both her hands went around his shaft and pulled and pushed until she knew he could no longer contain himself. "I'm gonna…," he couldn't finish his sentence. Her mouth was on him and around him as he lost himself into her mouth. She milked all of him and swallowed all of him until she heard he was done.

"Baby, that… was…," Henry started.

Elizabeth took the box from the couch and put it on the table after taking the final donut. She bit it and straddled Henry's lap, offering him a piece of the donut that was completely covered in chocolate. She hugged him tightly and rested her head on his shoulder, casually kissing him and eating away the donut.

"I'm guessing you don't need dinner anymore?" Henry questioned.

He could feel her shake her head.

"Love follows knowledge," Henry whispered as he bit her earlobe and stealing another piece of the chocolate sweet.

Elizabeth turned her face and responded: "What?"

"Aquinas, babe."

"Oh, that guy. Again." She rested her chin on his shoulder and hugged Henry even more tightly.