It had been so thrilling to have Ivo chasing after me for the afternoon. I was being coy with him and teasing and he took the bait easily. He had phoned me from his office asking me what I was doing and the thought of it flattered me; that he couldn't bear being away from me.

He had looked thoroughly depressed as he had headed out the door to work, no doubt frustrated that we hadn't properly seen each other in days. I had been awake when he was up but I feigned sleep to tease him further. He had leaned over and kissed my neck whispering to ask if I was awake before giving up and heading to the shower.

I had watched the clock all day waiting for him to come home and my heart gave a double beat when I heard his key in the front door. I met him in the hallway and had the breath knocked from me as he grabbed me into a heated kiss, his hand curled in a strong grip in my hair and his other held tight at my waist. He took in my shirtless appearance and I could see how black his pupils were, dilated with a sustained lust.

"Mmm, Ivo," I smiled at him, reveling in the hunger his eyes showed. He kissed below my ear murmuring to stay where I was and I didn't even think not to. I just rested against the wall trying to catch my breath only to lose it again when he returned. I turned to face the wall, looking back at him and giving him a look I knew he couldn't resist. He disappeared into the bathroom and I felt a twinge of annoyance that he just expected me to be lying in wait for him without any kind of foreplay.

I expected Ivo would have taken my jeans off but he seemed to be taking quite a while in the bathroom so I begrudgingly did it myself, feeling more like I was at the doctor's surgery than in any romantic setting. The fact that I hadn't been wearing underwear was lost on Ivo now but I could always do it again another time.

He returned to the hallway, shirtless himself but still in his trousers, I turned to pull him towards me attempting to unbutton them but he swatted my hand away, touching and caressing me until I was fully hard. I watched, semi in shock as he took me in his mouth and proceeded to give me one of the best blowjobs I had ever had.

I expected he would have stopped halfway through to turn me around and have his way with me but instead he just held tightly onto my hips as I moaned his name in my climax. He looked up at me, gauging my reaction to what had just happened. I couldn't even think of any words, they were all just a jumble.

He stood, lightly smoothing the back of his hand across my cheek and I leaned into the touch.

Reaching forward to unbutton his trousers, I was once again batted away.

"It's alright," he said softly. "I just wanted to do that," he assured me. He stooped down to pick up my jeans before handing them to me.

"What's for dinner," he asked casually before heading towards the kitchen. Pulling my jeans on quickly, I followed him.

"Ivo, are you sure you don't want me to-"

"Positive," he laughed.