Chapter 7
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TALK DIRTY TO ME
"Why don't you go into your office, lock the door and turn on your camera so I can watch you play for a little while" Nick suggested while talking to his wife. He's been away at the FBI Behavioral Crimes Unit in Virginia and was seriously missing their time together.
"That wouldn't work for two reasons; 1, I'm not at work remember Zara's class had a field trip to MOMA today and I'm chaperoning."
"And the second reason?" he asked.
"Even if I were at work, you've been gone a week, if I touch it, I'll drench everything in sight." She said, her voice barely a whisper so as not to draw attention from the many people that filled the crowded museum. Nick let out a lusty groan from his end, his wife knew exactly how to make him hot, even when she wasn't trying.
"Drench, huh?" he laughed
"You've been known to have that affect on me…often"
"You miss me?"
"You know I do… Jason, Zara sweetie we don't touch the artwork." She called to her daughter who, along with a freckle-faced boy in her class, were attempting to press their palms against a priceless Kandinsky.
"Sorry mommy" Nick heard Zara cheerily apologize and he smiled. He loved how close his wife and daughter had become. Right now however, he had a different kind of closeness in mind for he and Olivia and Olivia having to help keep an eye on twenty second-graders was heavily impeding those plans.
"Still there baby?" Olivia asked.
"I'm here"
"Good, where were we?"
"You were missing me…"
"I think right now, I miss little Nick more!" she grinned, mischievously.
"Mrs. Amaro, you using me for my body?" he asked playfully, feigning shock
"It does do amazing things to mine…" she teased
"Just wait till I get back…I'm gonna amaze you until you're begging for mercy" she bit her bottom lip.
"Stop…" she mock-protested "you know what that does to me."
"What? When I tell you how bad I want you? Or how if I were there, I would kiss and suck those gorgeous lips and then pull you into a bathroom stall, pull off your blouse and let my mouth go crazy on your nipples while my fingers play with your pussy?
"Baby…" she whispered breathily and crossed her legs, feeling the pressure as that wonderful ache presented itself between her thighs and she felt her nipples swell. She was about to come undone in a museum full of people. "Please don't"
"You wet?" he asked, knowing that she absolutely was
"Dripping…"
"You should see lil' Nick; just thinking about being inside you right now…he is at attention! God, the way you bite your lip and whimper when I push it in…" he grinned while she adjusted the Bluetooth in her ear.
"You're determined to make me come in the middle of a museum, aren't you?"
"Is it working?"
"Bastard!" she moaned as she squeezed her thighs tighter together."
"Why don't you find a bathroom and take off some of that pressure?"
"So you can listen?"
"So I can help"
"You're here?" she asked incredulously as she stood up and arched her back to stretch it.
"Right around the corner fr…" he didn't get out another word before she quickly ended the call and made her way to the bathroom as fast as she could, luckily for her, nobody thought twice about seeing a pregnant woman dashing for the bathroom; bursting through the door to see her beautiful husband standing there with a huge grin on his face.
"You got here fast! he said as he pulled her into his arms
"Did you think I wouldn't?" she asked as she reached behind her and locked the door. "Now gimme my candy!" she demanded as she covered her mouth with his, undoing his pants as they made their way into a stall to finish what they'd started.
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That's all for now. Gonna go have pasta salad while I catch up on OITNB. Don't forget those reviews. Not taking story requests yet but if there are certain… elements you'd like to see included in the future, let me know and I'll consider them. Until next time, dirty darlings, ciao!
