So here it is. This chapter is definitely rated M. Have fun reading people and please leave a review. They make me feel alive.

Thanks to Oneapotheosis for proof reading and making sure that Henry only has 2 arms.

Chapter 2

Henry gently ran his hands from her shoulder, down her arms and to her wrists. He felt her shiver under his touch, ghosting over the hairs on her lower arms. Guiding her hands to the front of his body, he let her feel his growing desire. Tilting her head, she gave him access to her shoulder and neck whilst he reached out to the plate on the dresser, taking the piece of chocolate cream cake that Elizabeth had run her finger through earlier. He took a bite and tasted the delicious chocolate cream in between the layered cake. With a flat hand, he suddenly squashed the cake against her chest. She let out a squeak in surprise.

"Henry!" she exclaimed, glancing down.

He smiled into her cheek and kissed it, not caring about the little pieces of cake that fell to the floor, staining the carpet. Cupping her breast, he took his time making sure the cake was smeared out properly, letting his fingers graze gently over her nipple before moving on to the other one. She moaned and her head fell back against his shoulder. He brought his hand to her mouth, letting her suck and lick his finger clean. The feeling of her tongue on his finger was enough drive him mad. She proceeded to clean all of his fingers in that way, and Henry had to resist throwing her on the bed and taking her right there and then.

He felt her pull against his hold on her wrists and he released her. Taking his hand in hers, she guided his palm to her mouth. When her tongue connected with his hand, all of his senses sprang to life. She proceeded to carefully and slowly clean all the cake, shifting between the tip and the flat side of her tongue. He dropped his head to her shoulder and left sloppy, open mouth kisses against the skin, stopping to suck the area, leaving a mark he knew she would scold him for later. The tip of her tongue against his palm tickled deliciously.

"You taste amazing today, baby." She said against his hand. Her lips dancing over his palm sent shivers down his spine, and he had to pull his hand away, grabbing her hips instead.

He pulled her into him, feeling her delicious ass press against his already hardening erection. He pulled her gently with him towards the bed, making sure to keep their closeness. She followed him and their movement caused her to brush slightly against him. He drew in a sharp breath trying not to lose himself completely yet.

He turned her around forcefully, making her gasp, and pushed her down on the bed. She wriggled to the center as he climbed on top of her. Leaning forward, he captured her lips hungrily, realizing that he hadn't kissed her until now. His tongue demanded access and she happily complied, taking his tongue into her mouth. She tasted of chocolate and he pressed his chest closer to hers as their kiss intensified. She moaned into his mouth, gripping his shoulders, and he released her lips to glance down.

"So, I guess we shouldn't let all that good cake go to waste, huh?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her and she smiled, barely able to contain her excitement. The sight of her chocolate covered breasts pleased him immensely, and he traced a path downwards with his tongue, leaving hot kisses along the way. The scent of chocolate mixed with her perfume ensnared his senses.

His mouth moved to her cleavage, lapping up the remnants of cake and leaving a wet trail. She arched her back, encouraging him to keep going. He grinned, feeling very happy with himself, loving when he could please her like this - Slow and delicately. Right now, she was at her most relaxed state, and he relished in the thought that in this moment, she was all his. His tongue found her nipple and he sucked and licked, feeling it stiffen. She moaned and he felt her hips shoot forward. She squirmed underneath him and he could feel her heart racing and her breathing elevated. He moved to the other breast and smiled hearing her whimper and moan. Moving downward, he darted his tongue into her belly button, swirling it around before moving lower. With her fingers weaved into his hair she gripped a little harder as he came closer to her heat. His hand trailed down to the hem of her panties while he continued to kiss and lick her belly. Her muscles twitched underneath his fingers and he slid them under the lace before burying them inside of her. She cried out when he found her clit and flicked it once with his index finger. He removed his hand again and she led out a frustrated whimper; He was slowly driving her crazy, and he loved it.

He pushed off of the bed to sit on his knees and in between her legs, hooking his fingers around her lace panties. She lifted herself as he pulled down the fabric. He removed the garment and let his hand trail down her gorgeous legs, guiding them either side of him. He looked at her, marveling in her beautiful, flushed body. She pushed herself up on her elbows, grinning mischievously at him.

"You know, I think you missed a few places." She let her fingers gently trace his chest, pointing with one finger on a spot. "See? Here is definitely a spot you didn't cover."

He glanced down as she licked the spot where her finger was and sucked gently. Her warm tongue left what felt like burns in its wake as she made sure to cover any remnants. He grabbed her ass and lifted her up on his thigh. Her lips found his and he had to suck in a breath as she ground her center against his arousal. He tightened his grip on her ass trying to increase the pressure. He let his head fall back and immediately her lips where on his neck, moving up to his ear. She captured his earlobe with her lips and sucked gently. The sensation and the sound of her breathing so close in his ear made him moan loudly. She drew back a little and halted suddenly. He opened her eyes wondering what she was up to and noticed her looking towards the dresser. A wicked smile forming on her mouth, she pulled out of his embrace and stumbled over to the dresser, giving Henry a good view of the handprints he'd left on her ass. She grabbed the plate and sashayed over to the bed, balancing the plate high in the air.

"I told you I had plans for the cake as well." she smiled wickedly and looked down to his boxers. "Drop your pants, Professor!"

He didn't need to be told twice, standing quickly and pulling down his boxers. She gazed down at it for a moment before pushing him down on the bed with her free hand. She was so damn sexy - standing over him naked and in control. She placed the plate on the nightstand and took a piece of pie. It'd softened to room temperature, and she struggled to hold it as she climbed on top of him. She managed to catch a piece threatening to fall with her mouth, humming in appreciation.

He watched her carefully, not able to take his eyes from her. Losing her hold on the pastry, a dollop of cream dropped right on his length, and he gasped at the cool sensation against his sensitive skin. She bent over and captured his lips, their kiss tasting of peanut butter and cream. Releasing his lip, she placed a piece in his mouth and the rest in her own. Bending to kiss him again, his hand shot up and pulled her closer, plunging his tongue into her mouth.

Sitting upwards again, she pulled away. "I need more of that… It's really good." Her voice was low and sultry. Fingertips gently ran down his abdomen and over the bit of peanut butter cream she'd dropped. Using two fingers, she spread it along his shaft, watching his head fall back. She bent over and kissed his tip before letting her tongue spiral down to the base. Henry literally saw stars; the feeling was so amazing, and he was quickly losing control. He felt her lips on him, and then the warm wetness of her mouth surrounding him. She took him in deep, letting her hands assist her. The heat quickly built as she sucked and licked him. He bucked into her, cradling her face in his hands. Her hum of appreciation vibrated though him, bringing him dangerously close.

"Baby, oh…I'm…gonna come." He panted heavily, his mind becoming blurry with ecstasy.

He moaned loudly and Elizabeth's hand shot up to cover his mouth, no doubt to muffle the sound that she was anticipating - the sound that he knew he couldn't control. He kissed her palm and tasted more peanut butter. With one last movement, he came undone, spilling into her mouth. Arching his back, he felt his whole body shake as he released an animalistic roar into her hand. She continued moving, riding the wave with him. After releasing him, she kissed her way up his abdomen, chest and landed on his mouth. He absentmindedly caressed her back as she found his lips and slowly kissed him, letting him come down from his high.

"Sorry for my hand. Didn't want you to wake the kids." She buried her face in his shoulder.

"Are you kidding!" he said breathlessly. "That was amazing, and your hand…" he brought it back up to his mouth "…tastes really good." He licked the palm of her hand, plunging his tongue in between her fingers.

She giggled when his tongue tickled her palm before he grabbed her and flipped them over. "Besides, I'm not done with you yet." He found her lips and kissed her fiercely, and she moaned into his mouth. He was not about to let her go unsatisfied. To him, pleasing his wife was the most amazing thing in the world. Seeing her in ecstasy, still, after 25 years of marriage, was the most alluring and delightful sight. He would never tire of it. He ran a hand down her side as he kissed his way down her body, tasting remnants of the chocolate cake as he made his way over her chest. He let his hand caress her thigh gently, encouraging her to spread her legs. Her breaths quickened when he traced his fingers gently up her inner thigh.

"Henry, please!" She was begging for his touch, and he quickly moved his hand in between her legs. He buried his fingers once more in her slick folds, forcing her to moan and grind onto his hand, increasing the pressure. He found her clit and flicked it with his finger, applying more pressure. She let out a hoarse groan and as he started circling her clit with two fingers. He watched her toss in pleasure, clenching the sheets in tight fists. He smiled. He was definitely hitting the right spot. Her moans grew louder and he bent to her ear whilst his fingers worked their magic.

"You like that?" he whispered. She nodded profusely. "Tell me what you want, babe".

"Cake! I want more cake." She said a little out of breath.

He looked up a bit surprised, not expecting that response, and she whimpered when he stopped his movements. With a devilish smile, he reached over and grabbed the plate, placing it on her belly; the coldness of it made her shiver slightly. He was sprawled out next to her, lying on his side propped up on his elbow. He let his free hand travel between her legs and she arched her back as he found her centre.

"If you don't lie still, the plate will fall." He said firmly, plunging two fingers into her heat. She let out a surprised 'Oh!', but stayed still.

He started moving, feeling her juices run down his hand. She clenched the sheets again, and the plate rose and fell with her breathing but stayed on her belly. Reaching for the plate, he ran two fingers through the rest of the peanut butter cream pie and brought it up to her mouth. She hungrily caught his fingers and sucked on them. He felt himself springing back to life at the sight and sensation of his wife suckling his fingers in euphoria while he was working her to completion. When he brushed her clit, she released his fingers to allow her head to fall back. He increased the pressure and she raised her hips, unable to stay still as she tumbled over the edge. She let out a low, guttural moan as her muscles clenched around his fingers. Removing his hand, he licked his fingers as she watched on with a sated smile. He placed the plate beside her and climbed on top, making sure she could feel his readiness for more.

She readily moved to accommodate him, grinding against him and coating him in her arousal. Reaching down, he slid into her, moving his arms under her and pulling them into sitting position. She held onto him, and he relished in having her body so close. Her warmth surrounded him and her hot breath at his ear. He helped guide her movements and increased their pace. She leaned back, holding on to him and he reached down beside them. With a swift move, he placed a piece of the last dessert in her open mouth and his hand muffled a surprised yelp. She fell back onto the bed and he followed her.

"Tell me what you taste." He demanded, thrusting once. When she didn't answer, he waited.

"Fruit!" She gasped. "Something fruity…" He thrust again, and she suddenly understood the game.

"Raspberry!" she exclaimed - a harder thrust- "Almonds!"

"I need more" she begged.

"Not until you tell me what you taste." He demanded.

"No, more cake!" she said desperately. He caught another piece of cake and shoved it into her mouth.

"Dark Chocolate." she said happily. - thrust-

"Sugar!" She shrieked, and he drove into her hard. "Lots of sugar." She cried and flashed him a devilish smile. He plunged into her this time, unable to stop. She cried out in pleasure and he pulled her upright, letting her take over. She held on to him and moved her hips in a circular motion, continuing to move up and down his length. Henry slid a hand between them and pressed her clit. She arched backwards, their moans and groans mingling. She cried out as he felt her muscles spasm around him, and let himself follow her over the edge. They held on to each other as their breathing and pounding hearts steadied. Henry was completely spent in the best way possible. As Elizabeth pulled back a little, they both felt the stickiness against their skin. She smiled shyly.

"That was fun." She said a little embarrassed.

"There is still some cake left, you know…" He smiled. She found the plate and lifted it up between them. There was a only a small bite sized piece left. She picked it up and offered it to him.

"You didn't get to taste this one." She told him. He looked at her, knowing full well that she would love to eat it herself.

"I think you should have it. I had quite a lot of the chocolate cake."

"Really?" Her face lit up.

"Absolutely." He pushed her hand towards her mouth. She smiled, taking it between her lips. He pushed the plate out of the way and closed the gap between them, plunging his tongue in to her mouth and kissing her fiercely. He managed to get some of the cake and released her lips. She was right, it did taste like raspberries.

"See, that was a much better way to taste it." He grinned cheekily.