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"Hey."
"Hi."
She blushes and I smile as she steps inside and I close the door. Naked in my bed was what she promised. The days have been passing far too slowly for my liking.
I move closer, and with a smirk I nudge her, until she's trapped between my body and the wall. She rolls her eyes, but she smiles too.
Until my lips wipe the smile from her face.
My hands start low and work their way up; her thighs, her ass. I groan.
She breaks the kiss, gasping for air.
"I was wondering …." She cries out as I nip her neck. "If we're better just getting this out of the way."
Her mouth finds mine again.
"Great idea," I say, pushing away from her to make for the stairs. Halfway up, I hear a giggle and turn, a huge grin on my face. She's still standing at the bottom, her hands cupped over her nose and mouth as she laughs, her eyes bright and fixed on me. "Get your ass up here, now," I demand, pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it down.
Her eyes widen and she drops her hands.
"On my way," she says, racing after me. I don't wait for her, I turn and head for my bedroom, undoing my jeans on the way and pulling them off once I get through the doorway. I throw myself onto the bed and wait. She enters the room a couple of seconds behind me – in just her underwear. Her hair's ruffled and her cheeks are pink, but she's looking pretty damn pleased with herself.
I lean up on my elbows and watch as she stalks across to the bed.
"Nice striptease," she says, her lips curved upward.
"I wish I could say the same," I reply, biting my lip as my eyes roam shamelessly over her body.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were in a hurry, so I took the liberty of undressing en route too."
I hold my arms out and she falls into them, hugging me tightly as we kiss again, more slowly this time.
I remove the last of her clothes, sitting back to get a good look at her. Not only does she look beautiful, but she feels amazing too. I run my hands up her legs, pushing on the inside of her knees gently, until she understands what I want. My lips kiss their way along the path my fingers followed just moments before, until they reach their destination. Her hands find my hair and hold onto it, tugging and twisting as I make her gasp and writhe beneath my mouth and around my fingers, savouring every delicious moment until she falls apart gloriously, calling my name in a way that's never felt as satisfying.
I raise my head and crawl up her body, leaning over her glowing face and happy, hooded eyes.
"Hey," I greet her, smiling at the way her chest moves with her heavy breaths.
She smiles and stretches up to kiss me, slowly and seductively. It's enough to remind me I'm still aching for her. She reaches down and takes hold of me, forcing a loud groan from my mouth.
"I want you," I murmur, my face buried somewhere below her ear.
"I'm yours," she whispers.
I reach for the nightstand drawer, but it's frustratingly out of reach. I push myself off her and move across the bed until I manage to pull it open and find the square of foil I've been looking for. I move back and she reaches her hand out.
"Can I?" she asks. I hand it over.
"Sure."
My breath quickens as I watch her tear it open. I follow her hands with my eyes as she removes it from the wrapper and reaches toward me. She pushes me onto my back and I gasp loudly as she rolls it into place. She sits up and swings her leg across me, hovering teasingly for a moment, eyes on mine, before she lowers herself down.
My body is lost in sensation and I have no idea if it's from where she touches my skin or my heart.
We move together, naturally and instinctively, communicating without speaking.
We share touches, and sounds, looks, but no words.
The intensity grows and urgency takes over.
Only afterwards, as we cling to one another, reluctant to let the moment ebb away, do the right words find us, spoken without hesitation or second thoughts.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
~S~