Evy was glad to have the warmth of his hand with hers. She felt ten times safer when she was with him... beside him... even under him.

Bankotsu felt the same. Holding her soft hand in his made him somehow feel like a king. Being around her was a blessing of bliss and glory. Holding her fragile frame in his masculine arms was bliss. Lying between her legs was glory. Kissing her tender lips was heaven. He sometimes wondered if something so good would ever become old. Then, he came up with a conclusion: Hell no.

The two reached their cars: Evy's Chrysler 300 and Bankotsu's Range Rover. Bankotsu smiled at Evy and unwillingly let go of her hand. Evy just giggled as she went to her car to get in, but not before blowing Bankotsu a kiss. His smile just broadened as he climbed into his car and followed her as she drove out of the parking deck.

As Evy reached the first light signal, her car phone began to ring. She giggled when she saw that it was Bankotsu calling and answered the phone with the ear piece.

"Hello," she answered in an effective seductive voice.

"Hey, sexy," her husband answered in the same tone.

"Is there something you have to tell me or do you want to ask me something?" she asked in a sweeter tone.

"Oh, I was just wondering where you want to go. You wanna go home so I can wax that ass or go to your house so I can wax that ass?"

Evy couldn't help but giggle, knowing he always wanted round 3 after the first two rounds. Personally, she was looking forward to it.

"Oh... so you want to distract me with those cute little giggles? Well, bad news, baby, it only makes me harder."

"I want to go to my house. It's been awhile since we've went to the foyer, to the kitchen, to the bathroom, to the bedroom..."

"I don't know about all that travel, but I know that I'll want you in that kitchen... on that table... right by the strawberries-"

"Oh stop!" she squealed sexually, "You're making me feel like a dirty little girl!"

"Really? Well, maybe I'll clean you off with my tongue when we get there. I'll just do some tongue-lashing with your clit and see how you respond. You won't bite me, will you?"

Evy giggled and nibbled on her finger suggestively as Bankotsu drove up beside her. He just smirked and kissed at her.

"Why would I bite you?"

"I know why I would bite you. You look like a delicious little sweet thing ready to be tasted..."

"Oh my!" Evy giggled, blushing hard, "You love to make me hot, don't you?"

"Oh, I wouldn't say that... I like to make you wet. You are, aren't you?"

Before Evy could answer his question like she knew she was dying to, they both were pulling into the driveway of her house. She hopped gleefully out of her car, practically ready to jump out of her clothes when she saw Bankotsu hastily jump out of his SUV. He walked over to her and lightly pressed her up against her car.

"Let's answer my question, shall we?" he asked.

Evy's breath hitched when his hand slid down to her knee, then up her thigh, then under her skirt. She placed her hands on his shoulders and grasped them as she moaned. He reached into her panties, rubbed his fingers smoothly on her liquid flesh, and licked it off his hand. He smiled down at her seductively, and she smiled up at him while innocently biting her finger,

"Yeah, you're really," he kissed her lips, "really," he kissed her cheek, "really wet." He licked her neck, making her moan in response.

Before he could begin to lap up her flavor, Evy made a dash for the door, looking back at him as if challenging him to follow her. He laughed as he accepted that challenge and chased after her.

She reached the front door and fumbled with her ring of keys while he fondly molested her behind and thighs with his hands. She finally opened the door with the key, almost falling in after he'd pushed himself on her and against the door. He practically slammed the door. He pulled her into his arms and smothered her lips with his and ran his tongue over every inch of her mouth. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, as if he could actually get closer. She departed from his hungry kiss and ran toward the hallway, but not before he caught her and pulled her the other way.

"The kitchen, you little minx.!" Bankotsu half-scolded, pulling her toward that exact room.

When the horny couple had gotten to the kitchen, Bankotsu picked Evy up and set her on her back on her glass table. He first took off her shoes and begin kissing and licking on her feet. Evy just giggled and occasionally moaned from how good a warm tongue felt on her small feet. Then, he went to her neck and collarbone, placing wet kisses on them both. The giggles turned to submissive moans as his hand went under her skirt to feel the flesh between her thighs.

Soon, both his hands were undoing her skirt and pulling it off. He then went back to kissing her, but she stopped him.

"Bankotsu?" she asked, striking his confusion.

"Yeah? What's wrong?" he inquired, still wondering why she stopped him while he was having such a good time.

Evy sat up and pushed him back a bit, smiling suggestively. Somehow, he was catching on now, especially when she took off her suit jacket.

"I just wanna be... you know..."

"Vulnerable?" he asked, hoping she'd say yes.

"No..." she began to unbutton her blouse, and took it off after the last button to show him that beautiful lacy white bra he'd fell in love with earlier.

"Oh..." he growled, putting his hands gently on her thighs, "I like treats."

"I want to be naked," she told him. His eyes gleamed with excitement. He wasted no time beginning to carry out her wish.

He started with her lacy leggings. He unhooked the suspenders and pulled them off slowly while he planted kisses down her thighs and legs. Then, he skipped back up to her bra, unhooking it from behind. He pulled it off and her colossal breasts had become toys for his tongue by the time they were visible to him. Evy gave in and laid down on the table, holding him gently on the back of his head as she moaned loudly. Her moans and strokes encouraged him to keep going, which he was already motivated to do. She let him hold one of her breasts with his hand and suck on the other, not minding either way.

Soon, he wanted to be inside. He felt enticed to be. His hands did his mind's bidding and pulled off the white laced thong she was wearing. She groaned a little, knowing what was to come, excited about the enrapture she'd feel.

When she felt a huge thing prodding her inside, she let all of her feelings of pleasure escape. As her bare back rapidly wiped the table, she lifted her legs into the air and widened them, amusing him as he accepted this gift.

"You're such a little sex kitten, you know that?" he told her in a low, husky tone.

She just moaned her answer, him still pounding her at the speed of a cheetah and the force and size of a bull. It felt so good, she almost couldn't stand it. Whenever she felt him slow down a bit, she squealed, "Don't stop!"

After one last... slow ... lustful thrust, after an amazing twenty-one sweet hours, Bankotsu laid his sweating head on Evy's soaking wet bosom. They laid there, gasping like they'd just been deprived of air, or blessed with the greatest pleasure they've ever felt.

Bankotsu lifted his head off her naked body and stroked her long raven hair, entangling his fingers in it. Evy, still exhausted with her eyes closed, just smiled sweetly with a dreamy sigh. He just bent down to her ear and kissed it softly.

"I love so much, Evy," he whispered. Her smile grew.

"I love you more, Bankotsu," she whispered back.

"That's impossible."

With that, he gave her a full kiss on her lips, tongue and all. Knowing that she was awfully exhausted, he picked her up and carried her to the master bedroom. He first laid her down under the comforter sheets to rest, happy to see her snuggle up to the fluffy sheets appreciatively. He then placed himself under the sheets so he could cuddle up to her.

They both slowly drifted off to sleep, Evy in Bankotsu's bare arms.