“You’re right, work can wait”, she declares with baited breath.

I have to giggle at the redundancy of her statement.

“You think that’s funny, do you?” she’s trying hard to be serious but I can see the smile in her eyes. I can always see what she’s feeling through her eyes. They tell me everything I have ever wanted to know.

I answer her question with a kiss. I lick the inside of her top lip and I can feel her tongue brush my own. I suck briefly on her full bottom lip before plunging once again into the moist cavern that is her mouth. Her hands make their way to the small of my back and she dips her fingertips into dimples found there. A shiver runs up my spine. My breath hitches as she grabs my ***** and pulls me tight against her as she slides to the edge of her chair.

“Lock your ankles behind me babe.”

That caught me off guard. I pull back and look into her eyes.

“What?”

“Lock your ankles behind my back, please. Trust me?” The question applies to so much more that just this moment and she actually looks a little apprehensive. As if I would ever say no to that.

“Absolutely” and I lock my legs around her to emphasize my point. She breaks into a mischievous grin and gives me a little wink. For the second time today she shocks me as she gracefully pushes herself off the chair taking me with her. I fell weightless and so utterly safe in her arms. I tighten my grip around her neck and we are pressed impossibly close once again.

“I’m too heavy” I protest, but secretly I love when she gallant like this. So much for being in control. Who cares when I know just what awaits me.

She doesn’t answer, just silences all my thoughts with that wicked mouth of hers. She leaves a chaste kiss on my lips and makes her way down my jaw line, right behind my ear. She knows what that does to me.

My heart beats in time with each step she takes towards our bedroom and the only thought that is filtering through my mind is it’s about damn time……

TBC…