A/N: Another random smutty oneshot! Before I get into the background of this one, I want to address a comment made on the previous chapter. I agree I neglected to set it up in a way that let you readers know they had agreed upon a hand signal before the choking. I assumed since they had been together for years, it was implied. I take full responsibility in my ignorance and from now on I will be explicitly stating their agreed signals! It is true that it is very dangerous to attempt choking or any other risky behavior without proper precautions, I apologize.
Now, onto this chapter! Set in the universe where they meet in college and have kids. I decided to implement the BDSM color system into this one to make sure that consent and understanding was built into this one! Also, I might have gotten a little carried away with this one… I was going to split it into two chapters but I don't want you guys hating me if I made you wait! And who doesn't enjoy a long chapter of pure smut? Enjoy and send any ideas my way!
Elizabeth felt the bed dip, knowing Henry was sitting next to her. She could hear the metal hitting the sides of the bowl as he prepared for their next activity. There was a pool between her legs just thinking about it. With all the kids out of the house for the next few hours while they were still at school, Henry and Elizabeth found themselves with some much needed alone time. They had both left work early for this specific occasion, and now, she lay on the bed, hands tied to the headboard above her head and a blindfold loosely over her eyes. They decided on their usual safety word: Red.
Her body was on fire as she waited for her husband, smelling the sweetness of the items he brought. "Open your mouth, I'm going to give you some." His voice was calm and in control, even though she knew he had a throbbing erection just from seeing her in this position. She followed orders, opening her mouth, tongue slightly sticking out.
Henry shook the can quickly before popping off the cap and turning it upside down, hitting the nozzle for a few seconds. The spray surprised her at first, jolting a little, making them both laugh as she ate the whipped cream. A dollop of it had gotten on her chin, and she used her tongue to try to lick it up to no avail. But Henry saved her by taking his thumb and wiping it off of her, sticking his thumb in his mouth to eat the leftover whipped cream. After, he slowly dragged his fingers down her neck and chest, causing her to moan as he left goosebumps on her warm skin.
"Ready?" He asked, his hand on her stomach, rubbing her abs with his thumb.
Elizabeth nodded, excitement building inside her and mixing with the arousal. "Yes."
He smiled, shaking the can again before squirting a dollop on her collarbone, easily licking it up with his hot tongue. He placed kisses on her neck, running his tongue up to her ear to pull on her lobe with his teeth. When she groaned, he continued with the whipped cream, putting three more dollops on her chest, licking them all up.
"Green?" Henry asked, waiting a beat to see her nod before continuing. He squirted the contents around one of her nipples, the cold making her gasp. When he placed his tongue on the peak of the mound, lapping up the sweetness, she moaned loudly, feeling her nipple becoming hard. He sucked it into his mouth, her back arching up to get more of the sensation, her mind reeling as he swirled his tongue over the sensitive bud. After a few seconds, he released her boob with a soft 'pop' turning his attention on the other one with the can.
Elizabeth's hands pulled at the tie, wanting to run her fingers through his hair while he was using his mouth on her chest. She moaned when his teeth grazed both nipples, the pool between her legs growing larger. She was sure that there was now a wet spot on the sheets, her arousal dripping out of her. A whimper escaped her mouth as she continued pulling, trying to get her hands free to join in on the fun.
Henry ignored her attempts to gain freedom. Instead, he put the can of whipped cream down on the side table, exchanging it for the bowl of melted chocolate. He dipped the tip of his middle finger into it, testing the temperature. "Stick your tongue out."
Elizabeth obeyed, opening her mouth for him again. The blindfold made it impossible for her to know what was coming next, her hearing not being able to distinguish between him setting something up or leading to an educated guess. So she loved that Henry guided her with small orders when he wanted her to do something, asked if she was still okay, and used his gentle hands in the area he was going to give attention to next before diving in completely. All of this allowed her to succumb to the overwhelming feelings he was causing her, the touches intense and magical without her sight.
Henry carefully took his chocolate covered finger and placed it on his wife's tongue, the coil in his stomach tightening as he watched the way she sucked his finger in her mouth, rolling her tongue on it far longer that it took for her to lick the chocolate off. When she released his finger, she licked her lips seductively, making sure the tip of her tongue rounded her mouth perfectly. "Can I have more?" She breathed, still wanting some sense of control even though she was tied up.
He once again dipped his finger in the chocolate, bringing it to her face. "Open." Elizabeth's mouth fell open, sucking his finger back inside once she felt it. She moaned when a gush of wetness seeped out of her center, making her hips buck. "God, you're so beautiful." He whispered.
Henry watched his wife wiggle, her cheeks and chest flushed as she breathed erratically, her pleasure and arousal evident as she continued to try to get close to him. When she whispered for even more, he knew he was in trouble. He looked down at his cock, already feeling the precum oozing from the tip as it throbbed, almost painfully. He took a second to close his eyes and take a deep breath, not wanting to lose it before they even got to the best part. But the more he thought about her in front of him, the more he knew he couldn't hold it, almost cumming without even touching himself, letting out a strangled groan.
Elizabeth could hear his struggle, smiling to herself. If she had her hands free, she would help him out, relieve some of the pressure he was so desperately building. "Henry," she breathed, her voice low and sultry, knowing it would drive him even more crazy.
Henry opened his eyes, seeing Elizabeth laying there with a smirk. She knew exactly what was going on with him, and she was loving every minute. He cleared his throat, setting the bowl back where he retrieved it. "I don't think I can hold it, babe."
"Then don't." She replied, smiling. She shifted her body so she was laying as flat on her back as she could, giving him the best view of her breasts as they heaved with her breathing. "Take the blindfold off, I want to watch." He did as he was told, removing it from her eyes so she could see him, kneeling next to her with his cock rock hard. When her eyes adjusted, she looked him up at down, seeing the precum ready to drip onto her stomach, the coil tightening in her lower abdomen at the sight.
Henry moved his hand to his cock as he watched his wife drink him in, letting out a relieved moan the pleasure his hand was starting to bring him. He looked at Elizabeth as she bit her lip, pulling again on the restraints. He knew he was going to have to let her go soon, as she would eventually start bruising. But for now, he left her there, his hand working over his length, expertly pushing him closer to the edge as he's done a million times before. Ever since he met Elizabeth, masturbating became more enjoyable, thinking of her as he came made it addicting. This time was no exception. Sure they had mutually masturbated a few times together, had the occasional phone sex, and she had walked in on him so many times he's lost count that him touching himself in front of her was comfortable for him. But her being tied up as he did it was a new experience, and it drove him to move his hand faster.
Elizabeth watched Henry as his face began to change, knowing all the signs of each step of his process. Whenever she caught him in this position, it was always to a picture of her, and half the time, she just secretly watched him, loving that he felt that much passion and attraction toward her. Lying underneath while he did it sent even more juices pooling between her legs, effectively creating a lake under her. She moaned as he moved his body closer to her, his eyes shut while he started thrusting into his own hand.
"Elizabeth." He moaned, feeling himself about to fall off the edge, his hand moving as fast as it could on his cock. When he was about to release, he stopped himself, taking a deep breath. "Tell me to." He grunted, hand still moving.
"Tell you to what?" Elizabeth played dumb, memorized as she watched him.
"Tell me to cum." He responded with another grunt, his jaw clenched tightly.
Elizabeth waited a few seconds, wanting to push him as far as possible before giving him permission. "Cum for me, Henry." She finally spoke, seeing his resolve start to crumble. "Cum on me. Give me everything you have. Mark me."
Henry took her words and ran with them, his hand gripping his cock as a growl ripped from his throat right before he began losing himself, the signal of him about to cum when he was masturbating. He shot his warm sperm onto her stomach, slowing his hand to an agonizingly slow movement, only thrusting it downwards to help himself shoot the next load. The moans he released into the air drove Elizabeth nuts and all she wanted to do was lick his cock clean, making him moan louder at her tongue massaging him. But she resolved to letting him have his moment, knowing hers was coming soon.
Once Henry could gather himself back together, his cock now shrinking back down to normal size, he got off the bed, finally feeling clear headed enough to turn his attention onto Elizabeth. He quickly rushed to the bathroom, getting a warm washcloth and went back to her, cleaning her stomach and then himself before tossing the used towel into the laundry.
"Kiss me." She demanded, Henry immediately leaning down to do so. "Feel better?" Henry laughed, nodding as he repositioned himself to give her more attention. "That was really hot, just so you know. We need to do that more often."
"Noted." He said, smiling back at her. "Okay, blindfold is going back down. Green?"
"Green." She responded, lifting her head a bit to aid him in putting the blindfold back. "Solid green." The excitement of the next stage of their lovemaking was building, read for whatever her husband through at her.
Henry let out a low laugh at her, grabbing the bowl of chocolate and stirred the spoon. "Chocolate incoming." He said, getting some of it on the spoon and then lifted it out of the bowl, letting it drip onto her skin.
Elizabeth felt the cool liquid drop onto her chest, making a line going up the valley of her breasts. Henry put the bowl back on the table so he could lean down, tongue sticking out, to slowly lick up the chocolate. He groaned while moving his head up to her lips, letting her taste the mix of sweetness from the chocolate and salt from her sweat as she moaned. "Green." She said when he let her lips go, breathing deeply. "So very fucking green."
Henry smiled again, reaching for the bowl and started dripping chocolate lower on her body, making sure to get it in her belly button before putting it all the way back up her chest. He put the bowl back, positioned himself better, and went down. He gave her belly button some extra attention, liking the sauce up and biting the skin around it, then continued his way up her body as she shivered, the noises he produced making her gush at her center. Once he reached her chest, he started kissing her neck instead of her lips, finding the nook where her neck meets her shoulder, sucking the skin into his mouth harshly.
Elizabeth groaned at the sensation he was causing, knowing that if he stayed there she would have to be wearing dark colored shirts the next few days. But she didn't care, moving her neck to allow him to go deeper, assisting the spot as she groaned, wanting to touch him, push her hands through his hair. "Yellow." She said, a bit sad that it made him stop his actions.
"What do you need?" Henry responded, moving his hand to place on her stomach, reassuring her that he heard her and was more than willing to make adjustments to make sure she was comfortable.
"My hands." She whined, pulling at the tie yet again, lower lip jutting out. Henry laughed, sitting up to untie the not and free her hands, helping her carefully lower her arms. She didn't know when, but her arms had gone numb, and she winced as they tingled back to life, laughing at the pain. "Ow. Ow. Ow… we left them there for too long." She kept laughing, trying to lift her hands up to his face.
Henry moved so she didn't have to, kissing her lips and massaged one shoulder at a time, waiting for her to get the feeling back, intertwining one of her hands with his as he kiss the dark colored skin that was showing up on her wrists. Luckily it wasn't too bruised, so she could easily get away with a dark sweater that covered her wrists.
And as if she knew was he was thinking, she grinned. When she finally got the feeling back in her arms, she reached up and tapped the spot that he had been sucking on before she stopped him. "Green." She said, laughing at how he attacked her neck, teeth grazing at the already sensitive skin.
"If I keep going you'll have to cover up." He said between kisses, reeling in feeling her hands finally tangling in his hair, keeping him in that spot.
"I don't care." She moaned, opening her legs for him to settle down between. They hadn't been in this position in so long, she forgot how good it felt, how much she loved it. "Keep going. It feels too good to stop."
Henry smiled, sticking his tongue out to lick her skin, hearing her hiss and pull at his hair. He remembered the first time he found this spot on her, back in college. Their makeout session was getting particularly heavy and he decided to be adventurous, grazing his teeth on the spot. When she moaned in response, it was different that the other moans she had made before. When he did it again, she made the same noise, only louder. They hadn't had sex yet at this point, even though both of them wanted to, but they had decided in taking it slow and learning things together. But when he grazed his teeth again, she started bucking her hips, asking for pressure on her center. He obliged by giving her his thigh for her to rub on, pushing harder against her when she breathless asked to. That night was the first time he heard her climax, the sounds she made acciticting to him instantly, vowing right then and there to do whatever he could to continue hearing them.
Now, he moved his leg for her, immediately reverting back to their college days as soon as he got permission from her, sucking harder on her skin. He loved the feeling of the wetness she spread on his thigh, pushing into her more as she made that delicious sound he has always craved. Her hips bucked up against him, hands holding him in place, heart slamming hard and fast as she arched her back, juices spilling out. She continued humping his thigh, coming down from her high as he finally released her skin, pleased at the bright red mark he had made.
"Mmm…" she laughed, feeling for him. The blindfold was still on her, something she didn't even care about anymore but was enjoying nonetheless. "It's been awhile since that happened."
Henry kissed across her jaw, mumbling in response. He was glad he knew her body so perfectly, being the one to cause her intense pleasure as he played her like body a fiddle, plucking all the right strings at the right time. He let her relax completely, seeing how flushed her complexion had become, resting his chin on her chest as she ran her fingers through his short hair, just showing him how much she loved and appreciated him. When he felt that she was ready again, he lifted himself off her, resuming his original position. One glance down at his cock showed him that he was getting ready to go again, the familiar tingle setting in from hearing his wife orgasm on his thigh.
"More chocolate?" He asked, retrieving the bowl again.
She roamed her hands around his shoulders and chest, grateful for being able to finally feel him. "That depends, where is it going this time?"
He smirked, taking his free hand and hovering it over breast. "I was thinking… right…" He gently grazed his thumb over her hardened nipple, causing her to gasp. "Here."
"Green!" She exclaimed, nails digging into his skin.
He smirked again, lifting the spoon from the bowl and but some sauce on one nipple, enjoying the sound his made as he quickly placed the bowl back and surged down. He licked the bud long and hard, getting rid of the chocolate first before biting down gently. Elizabeth wiggled underneath him, her sensitive core gearing up for a second round. Her hands stayed in his hair, massaging his head while he put chocolate on her other nipple and licked it off. He continued to switch nipples getting rid of the chocolate all together as he bit the area around her breasts, her hips grinding into him as she breathed and moaned for him.
Henry started to make his way down south, Elizabeth spreading her legs wider to accommodate him, enjoying the feeling of his lips all over her body. When he reached her center, he looked at how she glistened, ready and waiting for him. Above his head, he could see she was already in the throws of passion, one hand above her head, the other next to her side, gripping the sheet tightly. Ever since the first time he made love to her this way, he didn't ever grow tired of seeing her in full blown pleasure, especially when it was him that caused it. He reached up with his fingers, spreading her lower lips wide as he saw her entrance already beginning to pulse in anticipation. He stuck his tongue out widely and ran it up her, a loud moan ripping through her body.
When he did it a second time, she pulled away from him, the sensation too much for her to handle. She hadn't anticipated the blindfold to add this much to her senses when accompanied by the individual attention her breasts just got. She wanted to take a minute to breathe, to gather herself, but she neglected to tell Henry who was once again surging forward, this time attaching his mouth to her.
Elizabeth pulled away again, using her hand to push down on his head to get him away from her as she tried to breathe. "Red!" She shouted. "Red… red." She repeated, pulling herself away from him completely, trying to get the blindfold off her.
Henry immediately climbed up the bed, reached for the blindfold and ripped it off, taking her in his arms as she struggled, his mind beginning to panic. "I'm here. I'm here." He soothed her as she leaned into him. "What happened?"
She panted, feeling protected in his arms. "It was too much. The blindfold and your tongue. I couldn't handle it."
"Alright. We won't ever do it again." He said, kissing her sweaty temple.
But she shook her head, moving to look at him. "No, I liked it. Just maybe not after I've already had one orgasm." She was too comfortable with him to be shy, their relationship built on honest communication.
This time, Henry nodded, understanding. "We'll have to do it first next time, then."
Elizabeth smiled and kissed him softly, glad he understood. However, she was still turned on and didn't want this action between them to stop completely. And with her eyes now being able to actually see, she looked at the table that held the chocolate and whipped cream, biting her lip. She looked at him, hands on his chest as he admired her beauty. "You should go get those strawberries in the fridge." She whispered, leaning forward again to capture his lips.
Henry smiled at her idea, nodding in agreement. "I'm going to go get those strawberries from the fridge." He gave her another kiss as she laughed, jumping off the bed and scurrying out the room. When he got past the door and to the stairs, stark naked with his cock beginning to join the game again finally, he stopped. He heard voices and saw a backpack swing land onto the couch. He about fell backwards quietly running up the stairs and into the room. "Yellow!" He whispered screamed as he ran through the door, closing it in a panic.
Elizabeth sat on the bed, trying to get herself in position for him when he came back, startled. She looked at him confused. "You were gone for like two seconds what could have possibly happened?!"
He stood there, cock half-hard, mortified. "The kids are home."
"Oh god." Henry nodded, agreeing. "They didn't see you did they?" She whispered, suddenly feeling the urge to cover herself up. Knowing her kids were downstairs.
"No, they don't know we're home from work early."
"Okay." She looked at him, formulating a plan. "Then just go put on a robe and go downstairs."
He looked at her, still wide-eyed. "They are going to know something's up!" He waved his hand between them and then down at his growing cock, Elizabeth laughing.
"Just tell them we're taking a nap before dinner."
"With strawberries?!"
She shrugged. "You got hungry." Henry looked at her and debated on just letting the idea go completely, eyeing his wife. "Henry McCord you better go back down there and retrieve those strawberries or I'm just going to finish myself off without you. Which means you don't get to watch." She smirked at him when his jaw dropped, knowing she had succeeded. She watched as he went to the bathroom and dawned his robe, going to the door and poked his head out, seeing if the coast was clear before slipping out.
He quickly and quietly went down the stairs, trying to keep the robe positioned in a way that hid his ever hardening cock from obvious eyes. Once he reached the landing, he saw his daughter holding the bowl of fruit he was sent to retrieve. He bolted forward for the strawberries, ripping them from Allison's grasp and then ran away, leaving all three kids confused.
"Not like I was eating that?" She said to his back.
"Eat something else, there is plenty of other fruit!" He yelled back, running up the steps two at a time. "Why don't you guys watch a movie or something?! Upstairs is off limits!"
Allison looked at Stevie with an eyebrow arched. Stevie just shrugged her shoulders, tossing Allison an apple as Jason rolled his eyes before it all clicked in their minds and the girls groaned, Jason shivered and gagged.
When he opened the door holding the bowl of strawberries, he saw her running circles on her clit, smiling at him. He went over to her, placing the bowl on the bed and leaning down to give her a kiss. She pulled her head back, still smiling as he gave her a confused look while sitting down in front of her. "I want you to tell me what's sweeter." She used her free hand to dip the tip of her pointer finger in the chocolate she had placed next to her, bringing it up to his mouth to suck clean. "This." She smiled, loving the feeling of how he used his tongue. "Or this." She pushed the hand that was still on her center through her folds, collecting her juices, bringing it up to his lips for him. He immediately took her finger in, swirling his tongue around as he sucked the sweetness off of her.
When he released her finger, he surged forward, capturing her lips in a kiss. "You taste better."
He went to move to find her center with his mouth but Elizabeth stopped him. "Hold on, please tell me I didn't hear you tell our kids that upstairs is off limits."
He shrugged, giving her the blank stare look that he didn't know what to say. "Well… it is?"
"But they didn't need to know that!" She hit him on the shoulder, making him laugh. "Henry!"
"What?!" He laughed again, moving up to capture her lips. "I think they're old enough to know that their parents who completely love each other and are in a committed relationship have sex. It's natural." He waved his hand around, proving his point.
"If we just scared our children, it's your fault."
"I take full responsibility." He said, smirking. "Can I go back to tasting you now?"
She raised her hand and pointed to her center, opening her legs more, effectively giving him the green light. "Get to it, Dr. McCord."
He gave her an evil grin and pushed on her shoulder so she fell onto her back as she laughed. He didn't want to even bother with foreplay, knowing full well she was already ready for him. When Henry reached his destination he reached his hand up and parted her lower lips again with two fingers, leaning down to kiss her swollen clit. She bucked her hips up into his face, wanting more as she moaned.
Elizabeth had always been pleased with Henry's ability to use his tongue on her most intimate area, sending her into ecstasy every time. He had been able to figure out the way she liked to be kicked, kissed, bit, and teased the best, using his tricks randomly to always make it enjoyable for her. Both of her hands where now above her head, her face turned to the side as she breathed heavily. Henry was looking up at her as he kissed her clit and then sucked it into his mouth, tongue flicking over it quickly. He loved watching her gently thrash around, feeling his arousal picking up faster.
He pushed his tongue through her folds again, darting inside her entrance to make her squeal in delight. He moaned at her taste, lapping it up as it quickly gushed out of her. He could feel her hips starting to move more, his hands moving to hook her legs over his shoulder, arms coming around each thigh to hold her into place. His thumb grazed over her clit as he gave her quick licks, her moaning becoming more high pitched.
"Oh, my god." She panted, moving her hand to bite down on it as she screamed in pleasure. She took a deep breath, her other hand moving down to Henry's head to make him look up at her. He met her blue hooded eyes and saw how dark they had become, making a growl rumble through his throat. He sucked her clit again, her eyes effect rolling to the back of her head, hips twitching while trying to move. "Fuck, you're so good at this."
He removed his mouth, giving her just stimulation of her sensitive bud as he took in some needed oxygen. "You've given me a lot of time to practice. You're my favorite flavor." She groaned, listening to him dirty talk, knowing he needed a break before finishing her off. "Tasting you as your arousal runs down my face. I'll greedily lick it up whenever I can't babe. I love when you come undone by my mouth."
She groaned louder, smacking her hand over her mouth so she didn't have to try and hold it in, hand tugging at his hair harshly. "Henry." She panted. "Please."
"Please what?" He responded, smirking, blowing his cold breath into her hot center, making her scream again.
"I need you…" She breathed, chest heaving. "To finish."
"Finish what?" He kicked her length, keeping his arms locked into place so she didn't move.
"Me. Finish me." Her voice was filling with annoyance and frustration, needing him to give her the final push to fall into oblivion.
"Finish you?" He kissed her inner thigh and grazed his teeth on her skin. "That's a little vague, don't you think?"
Her hand covered her mouth again, her upper body twisting in agony. "Henry… please."
"Say it." He growled, kissing and biting her other thigh.
"Let me cum." She whined, trying to push his head back down with her hand. "Please…" She took a deep breath. "Let me cum in your tongue."
Once he heard the magic words, he dove back in, flicking his tongue over her clit quickly until he heard the moan that meant she was one second away from coming undone. He attached his mouth to her, his tongue flat against her entrance as she fell, hitting her orgasm hard with a muffled scream. Both of her hands covered her mouth as she moaned loudly, trying to lessen the noise as her body jolted from the powerful release, her vision showing stars while her husband lapped up everything that spilled out of her.
When she stopped moaning, he pulled away his mouth and she pulled away her hands, lying on the bed limp. Henry laughed, sitting on the bed in front of her as he positioned her legs to straddle his lap, pulling her still twitching body up by her arms and into his embrace. He delicately danced his fingertips over the skin of her back as she came down from her high, relaxing her body completely into him. He kissed her temple as she started to move, wrapping her arms around his neck. Their foreheads met and rested against each other while they breathed, Elizabeth slowly moving forward to kiss his lips. She moaned as she tasted herself on his tongue, her hips grinding into him automatically.
"My favorite taste." Henry said, kissing her again with a smile. "20 years and you still taste amazing."
Elizabeth blushed slightly, remembering how insecure she was about how she tasted the first time all those years ago. She brushed her nose against his, one of her hands running down his chest and finding his cock resting between them, fully hard again. "I guess someone got a little turned on watching me squirm."
He laughed, seizing her lips again. "You're breathtaking, did you know that?" He brushed through her tangled hair, kissing her again as she sighed, feeling his love for her. "You're the only one for me, Elizabeth."
She could feel her stomach erupt into butterflies, biting her lower lip as she nuzzled her face into his neck, his strong arms supporting her. "The only one" She whispered, hand moving up to feel his strong heart beat.
He sat with her in his lap, not in any rush to satisfy himself with his obvious sexual urge, but just wanted to feel her close to him, skin to skin for for a while before she moved away. When she did, he smiled at her, seeing the love shinning back at him through her eyes before she looked away.
The strawberries and chocolate were still residing next to them on the bed, somehow unmoved after her intense orgasm. She reached down, plucking a strawberry and dipping it into the sauce. "Hungry?"
"Always." He opened his mouth when she brought it close to him, biting the piece of fruit as she held it. He started chewing it, moaning at the refreshing taste while she discarded the top of the strawberry back into the bowl.
She noticed a little bit of chocolate on his lip and licked it off with her tongue, tasting the new mixture of him, her arousal, and the sweet chocolate. She watched as Henry swallowed and then grabbed a new strawberry, dipped it in chocolate and brought it to her face, only to eat it himself.
She gasped slightly, shoving him a bit as she kissed his lips, laughing. She looked into his hazel eyes and once again felt those butterflies, the ones that told her she was in love. Every now and then they resurfaced, letting her know she had chosen the right man for her. "I love you." She whispered, touching his lips with the tips of her fingers.
He gently kissed her fingers, looking at her. "I love you." He loved hearing the words come from her mouth, and loved saying it back to her.
Henry broke their stare to get another strawberry, this time letting her take the bite, his cock twitching as she moaned. He moaned in response, dipping down to lick up her neck, kissing the spot on her neck that was bruised from his lips. It made her shiver, her hand going down to his cock in return and gently began stroking. She moved her hand slowly over his member, giving the tip extra attention while fed her another strawberry, taking his thumb to wipe excess chocolate from the side of her mouth so she could lick it clean. He then moved his hand down her body, finding her sensitive clit and gently pressing in it, making her jaw fall open.
Henry began to kiss her open jaw, moaning against her skin as she teased him with her hands. When his kisses became more urgent, she broke away from his embrace to put both bowls back on the side table, out of the way, and then ventured back into his arms. They kissed deeply, Henry slowly maneuvering them so Elizabeth was down on the bed, her back flat as he laid on top of her. Tongues came out to play as she wrapped her legs around his waist, he hand darting down between them to once again work the length of his cock.
His hand dipped between them as well, checking her sex to see if she was ready. When she nodded, they both guided him inside her, moaning at the first contact. They each settled into a good rhythm, kissing each other as Henry thrusted his hips, hers bucking up to meet his. He buried his face in her neck when he picked up speed, his cock going in and out of her at a perfect pace for them both. Only their hips moved together, both of them wanting to keep kissing easily until they couldn't focus anymore.
There were no words spoken between them. It wasn't a fuck that required sexy dialogue. It was lovemaking, a way to connect back together, professing their love for each other through their bodies in a mutual, unspoken understanding. And when Elizabeth's walls began to tighten around him, it was paired with a silent scream, her soul leaving her body before slamming back down into it, Henry following closely behind her. He shot into her for the millionth time over their years together, distinctly remembering that this was the position they had found themselves in each time they conceived their children. It was full of love and happiness, gentle touches and soft moans, both of them coming undone in a way they needed most.
They kissed each other as they came down, Henry still on top of Elizabeth until she nodded at him. He then removed himself so she could scamper out of bed and head to the bathroom, quickly doing her business. When she finished, she returned to him, her skin still efficiently flushed from their actives, and fell back into his arms, kissing him with passion.
"God, I love you so much, Elizabeth." Henry said, feeling her relax into his arms again.
She nuzzled closer to him, leg draped over his as she tried to get as close as possible, hand on his strong, thumping heart. "I've missed you." She replied, satisfyingly smiling up at him.
They were quiet for a few moments, just breathing and taking each other in. Then they heard a bang from downstairs and were instantly reminded that their children were home.
"We should shower and get ready to make dinner. Our spawn must be starving." She sat up, feeling him look at at her as he kept hand in her lower back. When he didn't say anything in return, she turned her head, looking at him.
He smiled back at her, drinking in the sight. "This is one of my favorite ways to see you." He said, sitting up to meet her and wrap his arms around her, kissing her ear gently. "You get this after sex staisfied glow and you look at me in the way in a way that lets me know I'm the only one who can bring you to your knees. It's absolutely gorgeous. You're gorgeous. And I'm so thankful to the universe that I get to hold you and make love to you and just call you mine and have you call me yours. You're the love of my life, Elizabeth. Thank you for bringing me such happiness."
Her heart melted as she heard the words. He had said things like this to her before, and each time she felt overwhelmingly loved and speechless. The most she could respond was a kiss, one that she hoped he could feel that she was saying the same.
They shared a few more kisses, then began moving, muscles sore as they climbed out of bed and to the bathroom. The shower they took together felt good, the warm water running down their bodies as they cleaned each other, sharing soapy kisses and laughs. When they got out and dried off, Henry was the first to walk back into the room, his voice echoing behind him.
"We need to buy Ali some strawberries." He rubbed her wrists gently, kissing them as he saw the faint darker color starting to appear.
"Why?" She yelled back, brushing her hair.
"I might have stolen them from her when I ran down to get them."
She rolled her eyes, inwardly laughing at her husband. "You have definitely scared our children. I hope you're happy about that."
Suddenly, he appeared behind her, half clothed as he wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her bare shoulder. "I am rather content, thanks for noticing."
Elizabeth laughed, slipping out of his embrace to get dressed.