Meddling – Robin 21
I can feel the stroke of his fingers through my entire body.
We're lying in bed. Naked. I'm stretched across his body, reading the news section of the paper. He's propped against the pillows and holds the sports section above me and strokes my bare back with the tips of his fingers. My body is still heated and sensitive from making love with him all morning. His touch is arousing me again. I shift and let out a small sigh. Then I smile when I feel him harden beneath me. His fingers dip lower and stroke my thigh.
"Patrick." I know it's undignified to beg. I don't care. I close my eyes and roll over and put my arms above my head.
"What? You didn't get enough of me?"
I smile as he traces a finger around my tender nipple. Sparks course through my body.
"I think we're going to have to quit our jobs after all and spend all our time in bed," I tell him and stretch towards him. It's a plan we talk about on and off, especially on the rare days we have off together.
"We'd have to conserve our resources though." Patrick has clearly given this a lot of thought. "Buy our food and paper products in bulk and keep only one car, mine since it's way hotter." He leans down and slides his tongue over my breast. I let out a whimpering sigh. "We'll get the family plan for the cell phones. Maybe give up the house phones entirely. The real rub will be the cable bills. I need my sports ticket."
"The cable bills?" I murmur and shift in need. Why is he talking about cable bills?
"Two cable bills, costs a fortune. There's really only one solution for that." He nuzzles my neck with his lips at the same time he's tracing circles on my stomach.
"What's that?" I sigh out. If his voice wasn't so damned sexy I'd tell him to stop talking and get busy.
"We'll have to move in together."
"Great idea, that'll…" I stop talking and open my eyes. He's looking down at me expectantly. My heart starts pounding. Did he? Could he? Just… "Patrick?"
"It's really the best solution." He licks his lips and pushes me off his lap and lies down next to me and props himself on his hand. "Move in with me."
Shock turns into shocked glee. "Are you asking me or telling me, Drake?" I bite my lip to hold back my laughter.
"You are such a pain in the ass, Scorpio. I don't know why I want to make sure that I go to sleep with you every night and wake up every day with you." He shakes his head and sighs, acting much put upon. "Why I want to give up my precious closet space and allow feminine stuff into my very macho pad. I must be crazy."
"Yeah, crazy in love."
"Ah, that must be why I'm extending an invitation to invade my precious space." He smiles and clamps his tongue between his lips.
He's being stubborn. He's not going to ask. I'm crazy too because I love that about him. "I guess I can do that. To save on the cable bills and all." I put my hand on his lean hip. "I must be crazy too since I want to wake up with this body every morning and argue about what we're having for dinner every night." I push him onto his back and climb on top of his lean body. "But a water bed? Could you get more cheesy bachelor? We're going to use my bed."
"A girlie antique bed in here?" He rolls his eyes. "It's not even king-sized. We'll buy a new bed."
"There's plenty of things to discuss. How about we do that later?" I lean down and whisper my words into his lips.
"You know, it's suggestions like that make me wild for you." He grasps my hips and flips us over. The paper crinkles beneath our combined weight.
I slide my arms around his neck. "I love you, Patrick." I press my lips to his and we lose ourselves in a long, tender kiss.
"This long haul stuff, it's pretty cool," he whispers into my ear a while later.