In the next instant, I found myself on the mattress. Her touch arrested me, her hands pinning mine down against the soft linen sheets. ’Did you miss me?’ she asked, undressing me with urgency. Finally her body pressed down on mine, a delicious captivity that stole my breath away.

’Yes, I longed for you. Unbearably.’ I arched my back letting our breasts kiss. I yearned for her. I yearned to feel her skin against mine. The need was beyond physical—it was primal, elemental, like the need for air to breathe and water to quench thirst.

’I understood you were lonely, I’m sorry about that.’ Her words held sincerity, as her hand traced a searing path down my body, igniting every nerve. The anticipation was excruciating, as she claimed every inch of me. Her touch spread my legs apart, and I yielded willingly, throbbing for her. ’But I’m here now,’ she murmured, her fingers sliding inside of me, and I clenched around them as if never wanting to let her go again. A moan escaped her lips. ’To take care of you,’ she declared, her voice a whispered promise that reverberated through my very being.

’I’ll take care of you as well, I promise.’ My body twitched and trembled beneath her. Her pleasure was evident, a driving force that spurred her on to take more, demand more. The rhythm of our movements grew fiercer, more urgent – harder, deeper, faster – the bed’s headboard thudding against the wall in sync with the wet sounds of my desire.

’Look at me,’ she commanded. I let out a protesting moan as she abruptly halted her movements, leaving me achingly empty as she withdrew her fingers. Despite the longing, my eyes locked onto hers in a gaze filled with compliance and unadulterated need. She brought her fingers to her mouth, her tongue sensuously licking them clean. The sight sent shockwaves of desire through me, I thought I would come just watching her. ’Mmm, all mine, only mine.’ she purred, her words dripping with a possessive intensity.

’Kiss me again,’ I pleaded. ’I need to taste that you’re home.’

And she complied, until the light of morning crept through the windows.Finally, as the sun painted the room in soft hues, we surrendered to sleep in each other’s arms, in the sanctuary of our shared bed.