Donna stared at her reflection in the long mirror in front of her. She was wearing a white dress shirt that had renaissance sleeves and a pair of black dress pants. Her hair was down and curled in loose locks. She applied a little make-up but she was so nervous her cheeks were flushed pink. She turned around and saw the heap of clothes on her bed; she turned around and looked in the mirror one more time. This was by far the best outfit she had tried on in the last hour.
That's when she heard her buzzer. Her stomach twisted and fluttered as she quickly slipped on her black heels on and trotted out into the living room, she took a deep breath and opened the door.
She was greeted with a large bouquet of a fall arrangement of flowers and Josh who was smiling like an idiot. Donna smiled back.
"Hi," was all she could manage to say.
"Hi," he replied.
"Would you like to come in?"
"Yeah."
She opened the door wide and he walked in and handed her the flowers as she shut the door. "They're beautiful." She inhaled their sweet perfume. "I'm going to put them in water before we go."
He followed her to the kitchen. Then she saw his eyes widen. "Your cast is off!"
She danced in a little circle to show off her freedom from the cast. Her leg was weak and it looked pale and scarred but soon it would be normal again. She felt his gaze on her as she started fumbling around in cupboards for a vase. She was reaching to get a one when he spoke, "You look beautiful, Donnatella." She fumbled with the glass cylinder and she closed her eyes expecting to her glass shattering below her. A moment later when she opened her eyes she realized that she was leaning back against a hard, warm body behind her. His arms were raised above her head; he gently set the vase that he caught on the counter.
"You okay?"
"Fine," her voice cracked.
He took a step back and watched her fill the vase and arrange the flowers. She set the flowers on the kitchen table where the last of the sunlight was peering in.
"Let me just get my purse and I'll be ready to go." She sauntered out into the living room, him on her heels. She grabbed her purse and turned around to him. "Ready?"
He nodded and as they walked out of the apartment building to his car, she felt his hand resting on the small of her back. He opened the car door for her and waited for her to get in and he closed it behind her. Once they were on their way to dinner Donna glanced over at him. They hadn't said a word since they left the apartment.
"Joshua?"
"Hm?"
"Why are you being so quiet?"
"Quiet?"
"Josh, I can usually never get you to shut up and now that you are it's very disconcerting."
He smiled. "What would you like to talk about, Donnatella?"
She groaned, "Anything."
He chuckled, "You sound nervous over there, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm just...you're so calm. You're being a gentleman, what is with you?" she squeaked.
"I don't know actually. I just have this overwhelming sense of calm. It's very unnerving actually."
"Did you drink?"
"Donna!"
"You have a very sensitive system and if you had..."
"Donna, I have not had any drinks for a very long time. I'm not drunk or under the influence of anything...except maybe you. You're pretty intoxicating." His gaze darkened as he looked over at her.
Donna felt her entire body heat instantly. His gaze traced over her body and she suddenly felt ravished and they hadn't even had dinner yet.
Once they arrived at the restaurant Donna felt calmer. They were seated in a cozy corner near the back. There was light classical music floating through the air and the candlelight set a more intimate mood. They kept sneaking glances at each other as they looked over their menus and ordered.
They eased into conversation, twirling from one topic to another. Donna loved that she had his full attention. The three attractive women that had walked by hadn't distracted him, he hadn't mentioned work and he seemed to be completely focused on her. She missed being near him, talking with him and spending late nights with him just listening to him talk. She didn't realize until tonight that she wanted to see him every morning when she woke up and every night before she went to bed. She wanted to hear his voice just as she was about to sleep, to feel his heart beat in her ear and she wanted to feel his touch more than just on the small of her back.
Josh had this urge to tuck her blonde hair behind one of her ears, just to feel the texture. He loved to listen to her laugh or talk about something she was very passionate about. He would never fully admit it, but he missed walking the halls of the White House with her bantering on about one thing or another. He loved her stupid trivia and her inane knowledge for inane things. He loved this woman and until tonight, until he was allowed to love her openly, he hadn't realized how much he loved her.
The waiter brought their dessert they decided they wanted to share. Josh watched as she put the first fork full of chocolate, chocolate cake up to her mouth. She parted her lips and her pink tongue caressed the bottom of the fork. She slowly pulled the fork out of her mouth making a small moaning noise in pleasure.
"This is delightfully sinful," she murmured.
Josh was trying to remember how to breathe. He was sitting in the middle of a restaurant, he was the Deputy Chief of Staff and all he wanted to do was grab Donna, throw her on the table and make love to her. He had never been turned on so quickly in his life.
Josh tried to take a bite of the cake to try and put his mind some where else otherwise he wasn't going to be able to walk out of the restaurant.
"Don't you like it?" she asked innocently.
"It's...um...great." He managed a halfhearted smile and put a second bite into his mouth. He forgot to chew when she licked the sticky chocolate goop from her fingertip.
"Josh, why are you looking at me like that?"
His eyes widened, "Like what?"
"What's with you all of the sudden?" She held another bite just inches from her mouth. Josh was pretty sure he couldn't take this much longer.
"Why don't we get a piece to go and we can go back to my apartment and watch a movie or something?" he suggested lightly.
"You're not enjoying the atmosphere? The dessert? The company?" He saw the faint humor in her eyes that she was trying to hide. Suddenly he wondered if she was torturing him on purpose.
"The atmosphere is great, the dessert tasty and the company is well the best ever, but I just think that we should move this to a more comfortable and cozy place. We can have some coffee, watch a movie, talk...anything is acceptable really."
"Except that you don't want to stay here and finish the dessert?"
This time a small smile curled over her lips and that suddenly turned him on. This wasn't good. "Donna," he whined.
"What, Josh?"
"You know damn well, what!"
"Is something bothering you?" she asked as she casually dipped her finger in the chocolate sauce that was pooled on her plate and licked it off.
Josh leaned over the table and whispered through his teeth so he was sure that no one would over hear him. "Keep doing that and your going to find I like the dessert a lot more as I'm licking it off your body in the middle of the restaurant."
Donna and Josh were both surprised by the words that came out of his mouth, but it didn't feel awkward or weird, it felt right and hot.
Donna found that she was suddenly uncomfortable now too, she squirmed in her chair feeling hot and bothered. She set the fork down on her plate and grabbed the waiter just as he happened by. "Check please."
Josh drove back to his place calmly. He was thinking through what was happening. He hadn't intended to take her back and ravish her until she screamed his name...no matter how enticing it sounded at that particular moment. He wanted to take things slow with her and right. He wanted everything to go smoothly.
Donna was smiling as she stared out the window. The evening had been perfect. He had been a gentleman and flirtatious. They had wonderful conversations and playful banter over dinner and then dessert came and she saw his reaction, the heat burning in his eyes each time she took a bite. She had to admit it was fun torturing him, but he had turned the tables on her and now she was so aroused she could barely sit still.
They had some idle chat until he parked his car outside of his apartment. They walked up to his third story apartment. He held open the door for her as she entered the threshold. She sauntered over to the couch and flopped down.
"Coffee?" he asked.
"You're going to bring me coffee?"
"Well we both know you're not going to do it." He smirked as he headed for the kitchen.
"I'm not your assistant anymore, I'll bring you coffee next time."
"This is the first time I'm actually happy that you're not working for me anymore. If I would've known you'd bring me coffee, I'd have fired you years ago."
Donna just rolled her eyes. She glanced down at the bag of dessert she set on the table in front of her. She grabbed it and stood up and headed to the kitchen. She brushed passed him and slid it into his barren refrigerator. When she stepped back she felt Josh's arms snake around her waist and pull him flush against him. She let out a small grunt of pleasure as he pulled back her hair and lightly grazed his lips against her neck. She tilted her head to give him better access. She slid her hands down his sides and leaned back into him.
Her lips parted and his name escaped from her throat. She tried to turn around in his arms, but he held her tightly against him. She felt his erection against her bottom and gently shifted her hips causing friction. She heard him hiss. He lightly nipped at her shoulder.
"You feisty little pixy," he growled as his fingers slipped underneath the fabric of her shirt.
"You're torturing me," she growled.
"Turnabout is fair play, Donnatella," he whispered. His fingers traced circles over her flat stomach slowly and she couldn't help but press into him again.
"Turnabout for what?" she questioned innocently.
Josh grunted, turned her around in his arms quickly then without a word he propped her up onto the counter. He stood between her legs, his hands running up and down her thighs. She rested her hands on his shoulders and then caressed down the length of his chest and back up.
"I didn't bring you here to do this, I just couldn't resist a little payback." He said meeting her eager blue eyes.
"So we're not going to do this?" She leaned forward and started leaving barely-there kisses on his neck, jaw and cheeks.
"I didn't say that, I just said that I didn't bring you here specifically for this," he mumbled, his hands slithered up her hips, torso and across the sides of her breasts.
"Okay. Do you want to do this?"
"Want is not part of the equation."
"What is?"
"This was our first date. In the past we've never made it past our first date. I just didn't know if maybe we should move things slowly."
She kneaded the muscles in his back as she murmured, "How slowly?"
"What do you think?" He was lightly stroking her inner thigh near her center.
"I think that we've waited long enough." Donna pulled back and looked at him for a brief moment before her mouth descended over hers.
Suddenly everything became frenzied. Josh was unbuttoning her shirt without trying to rip it, even though he could care less and Donna was fumbling with his belt. Josh finally managed to undo the last button; he parted the fabric and slid it off her shoulders. Their mouths were still sealed together as Josh reached behind her to unfasten her bra. Donna cried against his mouth as his hands cupped her breasts, caressing them, kneading them and pinching her nipples to pert points. He tore his mouth from hers and started to suckle on her breasts.
Donna could no longer concentrate on the belt; instead she raked her fingers through his hair and moaned his name leaning her head back against his cabinets.
"God, you're beautiful," he murmured against her flesh.
Donna arched her back and filled his hands and mouth more of her. She inched her hips forward causing some friction, she let out a small moan. Slowly Josh kissed his way back up to her mouth. She scooted off the counter and finally released the belt. She quickly undid his button and zipper and started to pull them down his legs. She knelt down in front of him; she slid his boxers down his legs and discarded them with the rest of their clothing. Josh shucked off his shirt and then watched with anticipation as Donna licked the head of his erection. She ran her hand down the length of him in a slow, torturous rhythm. Josh groaned, his knees started to shake. Donna pulled back and released him.
She gently pulled his arms so he kneeled down in front of her. They were eye to eye again. He glanced over her. "You're wearing too many clothes."
"I am?" She smirked.
"I would take you to the bedroom," he said as he unzipped her pants and started to slide them down.
She interrupted, "I can't wait that long."
Josh disposed of her pants and underwear. She laid down on the hard, cold linoleum and pulled him down onto her. Their lips met in another searing kiss.
"Protection?" Josh muttered against her mouth.
"Pill," she gasped as he slid a finger into her without warning.
Josh rolled off of her a little bit and looked down the length of her body. His eyes caressed every curve. He ran his free hand down the leg that had just had the cast removed. There were scars were the bones had penetrated her leg. He carefully touched her wounded leg with his fingertips as he continued to stroke inside of her. Her breath was coming out in jagged pants and small cries were escaping from her lips. His eyes returned to her face and he felt her hand caress the scar he barely noticed anymore.
It was then that they both realized they had nearly lost each other too many times. Donna let out a frustrated cry when he slipped his fingers out of her. Josh lowered himself over and slowly filled her again. They both let out a loud moan.
As frenzied as everything had started, their rhythm was slow and sensual. Josh's torso was pressed against hers, their legs intertwined, and their eyes never wavering from each other. Soon the primal act took over their bodies and they needed more. They were both thrusting into her each other and just as they both released they swallowed their screams in a passionate kiss.
They laid their for a long time entangled in each other's arms. Both of them were shaking with emotion.
"I love you." Neither one of them knew which one said it first but it didn't matter.
Josh leaned in and kissed her gently.
Finally Donna said, "This is real romantic but my ass is sticking to the linoleum, do you think we could move at least onto the carpet?"
Josh chuckled. They stood up and started kissing again. They headed into the living room with full intentions to make it to the bedroom. Josh's hands were roaming all over her body and Donna was stroking his already hardening erection.
They made it to the side of the couch. At least there was carpet.
Hours into the night after three pit stops they finally made it to the bedroom. They were lying just feet away from the bed. "I didn't realize you'd have the stamina for up against the wall," Donna cooed softly into his ear.
"With you it seems I can do just about everything," he replied kissing her forehead.
"Except make it to the bed," she giggled.
"We'll get there, I promise. I'd take you there now but I'm not sure my legs work quite yet. Where did you learn to do that thing?"
She smirked blushing slightly. "I heard about it and it seemed like the thing to do at the time."
"I had no idea that you would be that limber."
"Yoga is a girl's best friend. Maybe you should learn," she suggested.
"When would I learn to do yoga in between staff meetings and meetings on the Hill?"
"Good point. Maybe once you're out of office."
"Deal."
"Hey, Joshua, do you think we could make it to the shower? There is still chocolate cake on my chest and stomach."
Josh looked over at the doorway behind them and then over at the bed. "It is closer than the bed. I like our chances."
Donna giggled and kissed him hard on the mouth. "Race ya!"
That's when she heard her buzzer. Her stomach twisted and fluttered as she quickly slipped on her black heels on and trotted out into the living room, she took a deep breath and opened the door.
She was greeted with a large bouquet of a fall arrangement of flowers and Josh who was smiling like an idiot. Donna smiled back.
"Hi," was all she could manage to say.
"Hi," he replied.
"Would you like to come in?"
"Yeah."
She opened the door wide and he walked in and handed her the flowers as she shut the door. "They're beautiful." She inhaled their sweet perfume. "I'm going to put them in water before we go."
He followed her to the kitchen. Then she saw his eyes widen. "Your cast is off!"
She danced in a little circle to show off her freedom from the cast. Her leg was weak and it looked pale and scarred but soon it would be normal again. She felt his gaze on her as she started fumbling around in cupboards for a vase. She was reaching to get a one when he spoke, "You look beautiful, Donnatella." She fumbled with the glass cylinder and she closed her eyes expecting to her glass shattering below her. A moment later when she opened her eyes she realized that she was leaning back against a hard, warm body behind her. His arms were raised above her head; he gently set the vase that he caught on the counter.
"You okay?"
"Fine," her voice cracked.
He took a step back and watched her fill the vase and arrange the flowers. She set the flowers on the kitchen table where the last of the sunlight was peering in.
"Let me just get my purse and I'll be ready to go." She sauntered out into the living room, him on her heels. She grabbed her purse and turned around to him. "Ready?"
He nodded and as they walked out of the apartment building to his car, she felt his hand resting on the small of her back. He opened the car door for her and waited for her to get in and he closed it behind her. Once they were on their way to dinner Donna glanced over at him. They hadn't said a word since they left the apartment.
"Joshua?"
"Hm?"
"Why are you being so quiet?"
"Quiet?"
"Josh, I can usually never get you to shut up and now that you are it's very disconcerting."
He smiled. "What would you like to talk about, Donnatella?"
She groaned, "Anything."
He chuckled, "You sound nervous over there, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm just...you're so calm. You're being a gentleman, what is with you?" she squeaked.
"I don't know actually. I just have this overwhelming sense of calm. It's very unnerving actually."
"Did you drink?"
"Donna!"
"You have a very sensitive system and if you had..."
"Donna, I have not had any drinks for a very long time. I'm not drunk or under the influence of anything...except maybe you. You're pretty intoxicating." His gaze darkened as he looked over at her.
Donna felt her entire body heat instantly. His gaze traced over her body and she suddenly felt ravished and they hadn't even had dinner yet.
Once they arrived at the restaurant Donna felt calmer. They were seated in a cozy corner near the back. There was light classical music floating through the air and the candlelight set a more intimate mood. They kept sneaking glances at each other as they looked over their menus and ordered.
They eased into conversation, twirling from one topic to another. Donna loved that she had his full attention. The three attractive women that had walked by hadn't distracted him, he hadn't mentioned work and he seemed to be completely focused on her. She missed being near him, talking with him and spending late nights with him just listening to him talk. She didn't realize until tonight that she wanted to see him every morning when she woke up and every night before she went to bed. She wanted to hear his voice just as she was about to sleep, to feel his heart beat in her ear and she wanted to feel his touch more than just on the small of her back.
Josh had this urge to tuck her blonde hair behind one of her ears, just to feel the texture. He loved to listen to her laugh or talk about something she was very passionate about. He would never fully admit it, but he missed walking the halls of the White House with her bantering on about one thing or another. He loved her stupid trivia and her inane knowledge for inane things. He loved this woman and until tonight, until he was allowed to love her openly, he hadn't realized how much he loved her.
The waiter brought their dessert they decided they wanted to share. Josh watched as she put the first fork full of chocolate, chocolate cake up to her mouth. She parted her lips and her pink tongue caressed the bottom of the fork. She slowly pulled the fork out of her mouth making a small moaning noise in pleasure.
"This is delightfully sinful," she murmured.
Josh was trying to remember how to breathe. He was sitting in the middle of a restaurant, he was the Deputy Chief of Staff and all he wanted to do was grab Donna, throw her on the table and make love to her. He had never been turned on so quickly in his life.
Josh tried to take a bite of the cake to try and put his mind some where else otherwise he wasn't going to be able to walk out of the restaurant.
"Don't you like it?" she asked innocently.
"It's...um...great." He managed a halfhearted smile and put a second bite into his mouth. He forgot to chew when she licked the sticky chocolate goop from her fingertip.
"Josh, why are you looking at me like that?"
His eyes widened, "Like what?"
"What's with you all of the sudden?" She held another bite just inches from her mouth. Josh was pretty sure he couldn't take this much longer.
"Why don't we get a piece to go and we can go back to my apartment and watch a movie or something?" he suggested lightly.
"You're not enjoying the atmosphere? The dessert? The company?" He saw the faint humor in her eyes that she was trying to hide. Suddenly he wondered if she was torturing him on purpose.
"The atmosphere is great, the dessert tasty and the company is well the best ever, but I just think that we should move this to a more comfortable and cozy place. We can have some coffee, watch a movie, talk...anything is acceptable really."
"Except that you don't want to stay here and finish the dessert?"
This time a small smile curled over her lips and that suddenly turned him on. This wasn't good. "Donna," he whined.
"What, Josh?"
"You know damn well, what!"
"Is something bothering you?" she asked as she casually dipped her finger in the chocolate sauce that was pooled on her plate and licked it off.
Josh leaned over the table and whispered through his teeth so he was sure that no one would over hear him. "Keep doing that and your going to find I like the dessert a lot more as I'm licking it off your body in the middle of the restaurant."
Donna and Josh were both surprised by the words that came out of his mouth, but it didn't feel awkward or weird, it felt right and hot.
Donna found that she was suddenly uncomfortable now too, she squirmed in her chair feeling hot and bothered. She set the fork down on her plate and grabbed the waiter just as he happened by. "Check please."
Josh drove back to his place calmly. He was thinking through what was happening. He hadn't intended to take her back and ravish her until she screamed his name...no matter how enticing it sounded at that particular moment. He wanted to take things slow with her and right. He wanted everything to go smoothly.
Donna was smiling as she stared out the window. The evening had been perfect. He had been a gentleman and flirtatious. They had wonderful conversations and playful banter over dinner and then dessert came and she saw his reaction, the heat burning in his eyes each time she took a bite. She had to admit it was fun torturing him, but he had turned the tables on her and now she was so aroused she could barely sit still.
They had some idle chat until he parked his car outside of his apartment. They walked up to his third story apartment. He held open the door for her as she entered the threshold. She sauntered over to the couch and flopped down.
"Coffee?" he asked.
"You're going to bring me coffee?"
"Well we both know you're not going to do it." He smirked as he headed for the kitchen.
"I'm not your assistant anymore, I'll bring you coffee next time."
"This is the first time I'm actually happy that you're not working for me anymore. If I would've known you'd bring me coffee, I'd have fired you years ago."
Donna just rolled her eyes. She glanced down at the bag of dessert she set on the table in front of her. She grabbed it and stood up and headed to the kitchen. She brushed passed him and slid it into his barren refrigerator. When she stepped back she felt Josh's arms snake around her waist and pull him flush against him. She let out a small grunt of pleasure as he pulled back her hair and lightly grazed his lips against her neck. She tilted her head to give him better access. She slid her hands down his sides and leaned back into him.
Her lips parted and his name escaped from her throat. She tried to turn around in his arms, but he held her tightly against him. She felt his erection against her bottom and gently shifted her hips causing friction. She heard him hiss. He lightly nipped at her shoulder.
"You feisty little pixy," he growled as his fingers slipped underneath the fabric of her shirt.
"You're torturing me," she growled.
"Turnabout is fair play, Donnatella," he whispered. His fingers traced circles over her flat stomach slowly and she couldn't help but press into him again.
"Turnabout for what?" she questioned innocently.
Josh grunted, turned her around in his arms quickly then without a word he propped her up onto the counter. He stood between her legs, his hands running up and down her thighs. She rested her hands on his shoulders and then caressed down the length of his chest and back up.
"I didn't bring you here to do this, I just couldn't resist a little payback." He said meeting her eager blue eyes.
"So we're not going to do this?" She leaned forward and started leaving barely-there kisses on his neck, jaw and cheeks.
"I didn't say that, I just said that I didn't bring you here specifically for this," he mumbled, his hands slithered up her hips, torso and across the sides of her breasts.
"Okay. Do you want to do this?"
"Want is not part of the equation."
"What is?"
"This was our first date. In the past we've never made it past our first date. I just didn't know if maybe we should move things slowly."
She kneaded the muscles in his back as she murmured, "How slowly?"
"What do you think?" He was lightly stroking her inner thigh near her center.
"I think that we've waited long enough." Donna pulled back and looked at him for a brief moment before her mouth descended over hers.
Suddenly everything became frenzied. Josh was unbuttoning her shirt without trying to rip it, even though he could care less and Donna was fumbling with his belt. Josh finally managed to undo the last button; he parted the fabric and slid it off her shoulders. Their mouths were still sealed together as Josh reached behind her to unfasten her bra. Donna cried against his mouth as his hands cupped her breasts, caressing them, kneading them and pinching her nipples to pert points. He tore his mouth from hers and started to suckle on her breasts.
Donna could no longer concentrate on the belt; instead she raked her fingers through his hair and moaned his name leaning her head back against his cabinets.
"God, you're beautiful," he murmured against her flesh.
Donna arched her back and filled his hands and mouth more of her. She inched her hips forward causing some friction, she let out a small moan. Slowly Josh kissed his way back up to her mouth. She scooted off the counter and finally released the belt. She quickly undid his button and zipper and started to pull them down his legs. She knelt down in front of him; she slid his boxers down his legs and discarded them with the rest of their clothing. Josh shucked off his shirt and then watched with anticipation as Donna licked the head of his erection. She ran her hand down the length of him in a slow, torturous rhythm. Josh groaned, his knees started to shake. Donna pulled back and released him.
She gently pulled his arms so he kneeled down in front of her. They were eye to eye again. He glanced over her. "You're wearing too many clothes."
"I am?" She smirked.
"I would take you to the bedroom," he said as he unzipped her pants and started to slide them down.
She interrupted, "I can't wait that long."
Josh disposed of her pants and underwear. She laid down on the hard, cold linoleum and pulled him down onto her. Their lips met in another searing kiss.
"Protection?" Josh muttered against her mouth.
"Pill," she gasped as he slid a finger into her without warning.
Josh rolled off of her a little bit and looked down the length of her body. His eyes caressed every curve. He ran his free hand down the leg that had just had the cast removed. There were scars were the bones had penetrated her leg. He carefully touched her wounded leg with his fingertips as he continued to stroke inside of her. Her breath was coming out in jagged pants and small cries were escaping from her lips. His eyes returned to her face and he felt her hand caress the scar he barely noticed anymore.
It was then that they both realized they had nearly lost each other too many times. Donna let out a frustrated cry when he slipped his fingers out of her. Josh lowered himself over and slowly filled her again. They both let out a loud moan.
As frenzied as everything had started, their rhythm was slow and sensual. Josh's torso was pressed against hers, their legs intertwined, and their eyes never wavering from each other. Soon the primal act took over their bodies and they needed more. They were both thrusting into her each other and just as they both released they swallowed their screams in a passionate kiss.
They laid their for a long time entangled in each other's arms. Both of them were shaking with emotion.
"I love you." Neither one of them knew which one said it first but it didn't matter.
Josh leaned in and kissed her gently.
Finally Donna said, "This is real romantic but my ass is sticking to the linoleum, do you think we could move at least onto the carpet?"
Josh chuckled. They stood up and started kissing again. They headed into the living room with full intentions to make it to the bedroom. Josh's hands were roaming all over her body and Donna was stroking his already hardening erection.
They made it to the side of the couch. At least there was carpet.
Hours into the night after three pit stops they finally made it to the bedroom. They were lying just feet away from the bed. "I didn't realize you'd have the stamina for up against the wall," Donna cooed softly into his ear.
"With you it seems I can do just about everything," he replied kissing her forehead.
"Except make it to the bed," she giggled.
"We'll get there, I promise. I'd take you there now but I'm not sure my legs work quite yet. Where did you learn to do that thing?"
She smirked blushing slightly. "I heard about it and it seemed like the thing to do at the time."
"I had no idea that you would be that limber."
"Yoga is a girl's best friend. Maybe you should learn," she suggested.
"When would I learn to do yoga in between staff meetings and meetings on the Hill?"
"Good point. Maybe once you're out of office."
"Deal."
"Hey, Joshua, do you think we could make it to the shower? There is still chocolate cake on my chest and stomach."
Josh looked over at the doorway behind them and then over at the bed. "It is closer than the bed. I like our chances."
Donna giggled and kissed him hard on the mouth. "Race ya!"