It's three am. It's three am, she's officially been awake for twenty-four hours. She should be exhausted. But she isn't. She's anything but exhausted. The party is finally over. Her first Staff meeting as President-elect is finally over. She finds her husband waiting for her in Mike's small office of the campaign headquarters. She can't believe she won. She honestly didn't think she would. In fact the polls told her she wouldn't. But by some miracle she won Texas. She will be the Fourty-Seventh president of the united states. Taking the office from her mentor and friend. It's surreal.
Henry notices the intensity on her face when she walks into the room. His wife is officially the most powerful women in the world. The thought intimidates him a little, if he's honest. It also turns him on a little if he's even more honest. Knowing he is the only man in the world who gets to see the first woman president naked. Who gets to know how she tastes, the sounds she makes when she cums. He loves Elizabeth, he loves her more than anyone could ever give him words for. And maybe that's the best part, not just having sex with the first woman president, but getting to love her and be loved by her.
She looks at him, the fire burning in her eyes.
"Henry come bring me back down to earth." She tells him and then bites her lip.
"How should I do that?" He teases.
"Fuck me." She says simply and his dick twitches as he starts laughing.
He doesn't move right away though. "You want me to fuck you here? Right in Mike's office, with your secret service detail outside?" His voice is full of laughter, teasing her. Building anticipation. Making it all the better.
"Yes." He smiles at the clear desperation in her voice.
"I haven't even touched you yet, but you're already wet aren't you?" He asks her.
"Yes." She admits.
"Then I suppose I should stop asking questions and just do what you asked?" Hes really dragging out the anticipation. She loves it.
"Please Henry, please fuck me." She begs him and he groans before standing up.
He grabs her around the waist and pulls her close, kissing her deeply as he lifts her off the ground. He carries her over to Mike's desk, sweeping it off and setting her down gently on top of it. He rips the buttons of her shirt, opening it down the middle so that it falls open. He kisses her again, biting down gently on her bottom lip.
"Please Henry, I need you inside me." She begs. His lips attach themselves to her neck and she moans softly as he licks the underside of her jaw line.
"Not yet." He whispers in her ear. He wants to take his time, bring her to the edge and keep her there for a while. Teasing her until she can't stand it anymore. He takes her earlobe on his mouth. Licking and sucking it slowly, making her hips roll against the wood of the desk.
"Please." She whimpers and her nails dig into his shoulders.
"Soon enough." His voice sends shivers down her spine and adds to the pool of wetness in her panties. She doesn't care about the wetness now, she just needs him inside her. She reaches between her legs, desperate to touch herself. He grabs her wrist and she whines.
"Please Henry."
"It'll be worth the wait. I promise." he says, sliding her shirt off her and undoing her bra. She lets him undress her and he sucks at her nipples making them harden further. She grabs onto his head trying to pull him closer. His kisses start to move down her stomach. He nibbles his way to her navel, loving every inch of her body.
"So beautiful," he murmurs.
"Oh god."she whimpers as he slides his tongue into her belly button. While his mouth continues, his hands pull her pants off of her.
"Please don't tease me like this." She begs, and he laughs at her.
"Maybe I'm just getting started." He tells her as he grabs her legs and pushes them apart. He places kisses on her thighs. Taking time to lick and bite and suck, leaving obvious marks in his wake.
"Please." she whimpers.
"Don't worry, soon enough baby." He places an open mouth kiss to her center over her panties. She gasps loudly as he does it again. Then he looks up at her. Her face is flushed, her hair a mess from being tossed around. He smiles.
"Do you want me to take them off?" He asks gestering to her panties, knowing what her answer will be.
"God, yes please! Take them off." She begs, arching her back.
He smiles as he pulls the panties down her legs and tosses them aside. He leans down and runs his tongue from her folds all the way up to her clit. He circles it gently with his tongue, smiling as her hips begin to rock. He pushes her knees out wider so he has better access. He keeps licking and sucking, increasing his pace. She holds his head in place, pulling him closer.
He stops when she's almost ready to come, going back to kissing her thighs.
"Baby please." She whimpers.
"Patience is a virtue." He teases her.
"Please don't make me wait any longer." She pleads. He looks up at her from his place between her legs. She's a mess, her hair all over the place, her eyes are closed and her lips parted slightly. He smiles, and she opens her eyes. They're bright blue, full of passion. She's panting heavily, her skin covered in a light sheen of sweat.
"God you're beautiful." The words involuntary escape his lips. He reattaches his mouth to her clit. He sucks it gently into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around it, making sure to hit all of the sensitive spots.
"Ohhhh Godddd." She screams and arches her back. He moves his hand up her body, grabbing both of her breasts roughly. He squeezes them and kneads them, loving the feel of their softness in his hands. He can tell by the moans that are escaping her she's close. He puts two fingers inside her, stroking her g-spot, adding to the sensations already felt.
She cums loudly, screaming his name as her body begins to shake. He keeps rubbing her clit, making sure she comes down from the high. When her body relaxes once again, he pulls himself up. Standing before her, he looks into her eyes. She smiles, and touches her forehead to his.
"I love you Henry. So very much." Her voice is raspy from the intensity of her orgasm.
"And I you."
He slides his own pants down to the floor, not bothering to totally step out of them. He then removes his boxers. She watches him, her eyes never leaving his body. He steps forward, pressing his erection to her body. He enters her slowly, enjoying the feeling of her tight walls gripping him tightly. He moves slowly, keeping eye contact with her. He feels her tremble and tighten around him. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Their foreheads rest against each other's. He takes a deep breath, inhaling her scent. He loves how she smells, the smell of sex mixed with sweat and perfume. He falls deeper into her eyes.
"I love you." He repeats, his voice sounding like a whisper to her ears.
"I love you too."
They continue to move together, enjoying the closeness they have always shared. She's still trembling from her previous orgasm and she wants more.
"Henry, Fuck me." He looks in her eyes and sees the trust she has in him. He doesn't say anything, instead he picks up speed, moving faster and harder. She moans loudly, reaching down to grab his ass for support. He's watching her, wanting to see her pleasure. He knows she's close again, but doesn't want her to come yet.
He pulls out of her, and helps her turn over. He lines back up her body now bent over the desk. He bends her forward as he starts to enter her again.
"Fuck!" She screams, unable to contain herself. "Go hard Henry"
He does just that.
The room is filled with loud noises and grunts as he pounds her. He holds on to her hips, giving her everything he has.
"Harder. Please go harder." She begs.
He does just that.
She's screaming his name, her whole body shaking.
"Faster." She begs.
He continues to fuck her as fast as he can.
"God, yes. Fuck. I love you. Fuck. Fuck" she screams tightening around him. He can feel her pussy pulsating, and she's coming hard. He thrusts even harder, letting her feel every inch of him. She squeezes even tighter and he follows her lead. His body jerks over her, he fills her with his cum.
"That was amazing." She whispers, as he pulls out of her and helps her sit up.
"Always is." He kisses her softly on the lips.
"Thank you." She says, looking down at his dick. It's still semi erect, though not nearly as large as it usually is.
"Go for round two at home?" He asks, smiling.
"You know I will." She giggles. He pulls his pants up and buttons them. Then he helps her gather herself together. He runs his hand through her hair helping to slightly tame it. They both notice her ripped shirt, and he places his sports coat around her and buttons it.
"We should get going." He says, kissing her one last time on the lips.
"Yeah, before this office starts to fill with people."
"True." He agrees.
They walk out of the elevator and head towards her motorcade. Which has officially jumped from three to seven cars in length. Once the vehicles are loaded and the doors shut, they pull out and drive off.
"Join me in the shower?" She asks when the arrive at their Georgetown home. He nods and follows her into the house.
"Babe if I ever say no to that question, check me for a head injury." He laughs.
"Noted." She smiles at him.
They make their way down the hall towards the bathroom. She wastes no time in stripping her clothes off and throwing them on the floor. He follows suit. There is almost a foot of space between them, and they are completely naked. She turns and shoves him towards the shower. He goes willingly, starting the water. He steps in and stands under the spray.
It's only been an hour since he fucked her senseless, but she's already hot and wet and desperate for him once again. She wraps her arms around his neck as he lifts her up and carries her into the shower. The water hits her and she gasps, closing her eyes and relaxing against him. He sets her down gently, stepping in behind her.
She throws her head back under the water, letting it run down her body. He watches her closely, his hands sliding up her sides and then over her breasts. He cups her breasts, squeezing them softly. She moans, pushing her chest back into his hand.
"I don't know how I got so lucky." He whispers in her ear.
"Me either" She replies. She reaches up, grabbing his face.
She kisses him passionately, his tongue meeting hers, his hands roaming all over her body. He breaks the kiss and moves away from her. He grabs her shampoo and starts to wash her hair. Taking his time massaging her scalp and enjoying her moan of pleasure.
"That feels nice. Thank you." She murmurs.
"You're welcome." He smiles.
He finishes washing her hair, and then begins to lather her body with soap. He uses his hands to work her muscles. He works the knots out of her shoulders and neck. She sighs, leaning her head back into his arms.
"I love when you do this." She whispers, resting her head against his shoulder.
"I love doing it" He replies. He presses his lips to her neck, sucking on her skin.
"You can't leave a mark there. You'll get in trouble." She says. She's right an accidental Hickey on her neck was a two week scandal during the campaign. Mike had lectured them both. You two aren't sixteen, your a middle aged couple that has been married for thirty years, he had said. As if that made any difference.
"I want to taste you." He growls.
He moves her hair aside and runs his tongue along her collarbone, licking up the droplets of water that have gathered there.
"No, I wanna taste you." She says turning around and dropping to her knees. She takes his hard shaft in her hand, stroking it slowly. She wraps her fingers around the base, and slides her hands up and down his dick.
"It turns you on doesn't it?" She asks. "Knowing the most powerful women in the world likes to get on her knees for you. Likes to suck you until you cum, and swallow everything you give her." She continues to stroke him, even as she speaks.
"It does turn me on. I've always thought you were beautiful, but now that I know that I get to have sex with the President of the United States of America, I'm incredibly turned on."
"Good, because I don't plan on stopping anytime soon." She says, flicking her tongue down the underside of his cock. She looks up at him, and then takes him in her mouth. He groans loudly, reaching down and running his hand through her wet hair.
"You feel so good" He moans. She sucks harder, swirling her tongue around the tip. His knees buckle, and he grabs onto the wall for support.
"Shit." He mutters. He feels himself getting closer. He pulls her up, and presses her body against the wall. "Are you ready for me?" He murmurs in her ear.
"I'm more than ready." She replies, wrapping one leg around his waist. He holds onto her hip, using his strength and the wall to steady her.
She feels his erection pressing against her entrance. She pushes herself back against him, moaning as he slips inside her.
"God damn you are wet." He growls.
She grips his ass with her hands, pulling him deeper inside. He moves slowly at first, savoring each inch he enters her.
"Fuck, Henry. Harder." She begs.
He moves faster, pounding her into the wall. He grunts and groans as he pumps in and out of her. He's breathing heavily, his chest heaving.
"I love you." He grunts.
"I love you too." She whispers. He moves his hips, grinding into her. She can feel his orgasm building. She grabs the back of his head and pulls it towards hers, kissing him deeply, their tongues exploring each other. His hand goes between them rubbing her clit, making her explode. He thrusts harder, filling her with his seed. He relaxes against her, both of them catching their breath.
"You won the election." He whispers like he's just realizing it for the first time. "You're going to be a great president." Tears fill her eyes at this moment. Her husbands support while he's still half hard inside of her reminding her of the gift she has been given.
"Thank you. I am so glad you came to see what that noise was when I dropped that textbook thirty-four years ago" She whispers. He squeezes her tight, holding her close to him.
"It wouldn't have mattered if I didn't. We would've found each other anyway. We are meant to be." He smiles, kissing the top of her head. They stay like that for a long time, neither wanting to move. Both reveling in her victory, in their love.
They finally part, and both of her feet find the ground. She turns the water off and grabs their towels. They dry each other off.
"Come here" She says, picking up his hand and leading him to bed.
" Make love to me this time. Slow and soft." She says, crawling under the covers.
He climbs in beside her, pulling her close. He kisses her shoulder, and then gently nibbles on her neck. She closes her eyes, relishing the feeling of his lips and teeth on her delicate flesh.
"I love you. All of you. You are everything to me." He whispers to her. Henry has always ben a man of many words. And this moment she loves that he's using them. She needs him now more than ever before to remind her of who she is, to keep her grounded. To make sure her Presidency doesn't change them.
"Tell me more. Tell me why you love all of me. Because I need to hear it." She whispers back.
"Because you are so smart. You are so beautiful. You make me laugh. Your strength is incredible. You carry the weight of this world so gracefully on your shoulders. I could go on forever about how wonderful you are, but that isn't what matters. What matters is that you believe it yourself."
She smiles, pressing her face into his chest and taking in his scent. His bends down and kisses her lips tenderly. Slowly. Taking his time.
"I love you. I love you so much." He whispers again, moving his hand along her side, feeling the curve of her breast. She runs her fingers through his hair, enjoying the kiss. They take their time allowing themselves to fully recover from the fun they had in the shower.
She reaches over and turns off the lamp on the night stand. The room is lit by the moonlight coming in the window. She feels him fully harden again against her thigh.
"Are you ready?" He asks her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Yes." She whispers. He smiles and slides into her slowly. Taking his sweet time. Making sure every inch of her skin is covered in his touch.
"I love you." He says, his voice low and deep.
"I love you too." She replies, closing her eyes. She feels his weight on top of her pushing her into the mattress. Her arms hold him tight against her as he starts to thrust slowly. She sighs, letting herself be consumed by the feeling of being in his arms. She opens her eyes, and takes in his face, watching him as he moves within her. Hes looking at her like he needs her the same way he needs air. Like he cannot survive without her. She smiles, loving the love shining in his eyes.
They move together, her hips meeting his in every thrust. Their bodies become one, and while she loves what they did earlier, this is her favorite thing. It's his too.
He looks down at her, and with every thrust she sees the love in his eyes. His breaths come faster and his thrusts become a little more desperate. He's close and she knows it. She wraps her legs around him, drawing him even deeper into her. He takes the sign to grind himself into her, to make sure he's hitting her clit on his thrusts.
"So good..." She moans, arching her back. He grunts, driving himself into her. She feels the pressure build, and she knows he's there.
"Elizab..." He releases into her and collapses on top of her. He kisses her cheek softly, stroking her hair. He lays his head on her chest, listening to her heart beat. His hand goes between them, knowing she didn't cum. He slowly works her clit until she climaxes, moaning out loud.
He rolls off of her and pulls her close to him. She nestles into his side, still catching her breath. She can feel his heart beating, strong and steady. She feels safe in his arms. They lay in a warm comfortable silence. Content to just be in each other's presence.
She hears him whisper, "I love you." One last time before sleep takes him.
She holds him tighter, breathing in his scent. She closes her eyes, falling asleep in his arms.