your footsteps were silent, as you walked across the kitchen floor
gasping with surprise when your arms
wrapped around my waist, your hands slowly
begin to explore
your hard body rubbing against mine, a soft
moan escapes my lips, my head falling to rest
on your shoulder
your tongue leaving a trail of fire from my throat
to ear, I turned in your arms, our lips meeting
with an intense hunger
you undress me slowly, sitting me on the counter
your fingertips brushing my skin, leaving
chilly bumps
sinking to your knees, placing my legs behind
your head, your tongue darts out quickly across
my button, causing me to jump
your tongue dips into my sweetness, until
my orgasm shakes my very core
you stand, licking my honey off your lips
this is the first time you have come home
from work at four