Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Reluctance, Romance | Tags: Romance, couple sex, married couple
I wrote and posted this story on another site under a different username. So here ya go.
“Hey,” he planted a soft kiss on her temple as he came up behind her. She was chopping vegetables in the counter, in his kitchen. He smiled. He could get used to this scene. “I’m home.”
“Hey, how was your day?” She tilted her head and gave him a quick peck on his lips. She frowned.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
“We sound so domesticated.”
He let out a small laugh. “Hon, that’s not surprising.” He reached for her right hand and pried the kitchen knife out if it. He caressed the simple white gold band on her ring finger, a ring that was identical to his. “This qualifies as a domestic relationship, don’t you think?”
“Speaking of which, I need you to behave or I’ll never be able to make us dinner,” Mia said as she grabbed his other hand which was already latched on her breast.
“Behaving is not allowed when I’m with you,” he whispered in her ear. He felt her shiver when he lightly nipped her earlobe. He pressed his pelvis unto her, making her feel his erection.
“Ahm… I have to… make…dinner…” she stuttered.
“What are you doing?” she shrieked when he suddenly lifted her off the floor and carried her towards the bedroom.
“I have another kind of dinner in mind.”
“No! You can’t! We can’t!” she protested, her arms flailing.
He put her down at the foot of the bed. He held her, his hands running up and down her arms.
“Is the red flag up?” He could feel his disappointment rising.
“Well then…” He yanked her towards him, their bodies pressed closed to each other. “Have I ever told you how sexy you looked whenever I see you in my shirts?” he whispered against her lips. He rained kisses on her lips, her nose, her forehead, her jaw and back to her lips.
Mia cupped his face. “We can’t. Not now.” She smiled apologetically.
“Why?” He sniffed himself. “Do I smell bad or something? We can shower first, if you like.” He playfully waggled his eyebrows.
“It’s not that. You smell great. So great I want to jump you and have my way with you.”
“Then why don’t you?” He was getting frustrated and confused at the same time.
“I went to the mall this afternoon.”
“Okay… what’s that got to do…”
“Shh.. . so impatient.”
He crossed his arms and raised one eyebrow.
“I had an appointment at the waxing salon.” She smiled sheepishly. “Sorry.”
He groaned. His hand went under the hem of the oversized shirt she was wearing. He inserted his hand underneath the waistband of her panties. He groaned again when he cupped her bare mound.
“How long is that no sexual encounter rule again?” His voice was strained.
“Ten hours.” He pulled his hands out of her undies.
He swooped down and kissed her. It wasn’t a soft, seductive kiss. He bit her lower lip. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and explored every crevice... Read More