door. It was very quiet. He must
be still asleep, she thought as she went into the kitchen and began to put
things in the fridge. She found the skillet and set the table for dinner. Amie
then decided to go into his room. She slipped off her shoes then quietly tip-toed
to the bedroom. She smiled when she saw him in his bed.
He was lying on his
side, wrapped up in an old patchwork quilt. She thought he was the cutest thing
she had seen in a long time. Walking over to the bed, she gently sat down on
the edge. He stirred as she looked upon his sweet sleeping face. Her fingers
ran softly along the bridge of his nose down towards his soft lips, so full and
too tempting for her to not want to kiss them. Amie wanted to kiss those lips
of his again. Tonight she would. Some of his hair fell over his closed eyes,
and she lightly ran her fingers to move it from his forehead. He rolled on his
back clutching the quilt. He smiled, sighing like he was content being
underneath the quilt.
She bent over him and
ever so softly kissed his forehead, smelling the soap he had washed with
earlier. Gently kissing the tip of his nose, Amie watched his sleeping face for
some reaction, but got none. She kissed one cheek softly then the other. He
started to murmur, “Thank you, Susan.”
She barely had time to
be annoyed before his eyes flew open and he grabbed her around the waist.
Tossing her over on her back, he chuckled. “Gotcha girl!” he said.
“You dog! You knew I
was here the entire time.” Amie giggled feeling his scruffy cheek up against
her own.
“You’re wearing Vanilla
Fields.”
He held her closely,
inhaling her scent with a moan. “Have you started on dinner yet?”
“No, I was about to,
but I came in here to see about you.”
“ Mmm good, we don’t have to start just yet, darling. I want to hold you just like
this. I want to talk with you about last night, young lady.” He smacked her on her ass. “That’s for
leaving me hanging like you did the other night. What in the world was that you
did to me? I’ve never felt anything so powerful like that before in my life,”
Roy said, looking her in the eyes.
“You liked that, huh?”
Amie smiled licking her lower lip.
“Hell yeah I did. It
took me forever to get off the couch, but damn, it was intense.”
“I heard you shared it
with Steven and Sandy. I know your brother will end up getting a surprise
tonight.”
“Well, I hope they
enjoy themselves. Damn you’ve changed so much,” Roy said, staring into her eyes
with such intensity it made her uneasy.
Amie came back with a witty comment. “Let’s
just say that while I was away, I learned a thing or two on how to please a
man.”
She rubbed her cheek
once more against his, relishing his warm breath against her neck. His lips
tickled her neck with soft kisses making her pussy start to drip. God, why was
she reacting so strongly to him?
I’ve got to remain in
control; I’ve got to remain in control. She repeated over and
over in her head, yet her body couldn’t help but succumb to how wonderful he
was making her feel. “I’ve wanted to have you just like this for as long as I
can remember…lying in bed holding me like this,” Amie said.
His lips touched her
earlobe, a place on her body that was forbidden by others to touch, yet she
didn’t stop him as he nibbled on her soft lobe.
“We are here, right
now, making it happen. I’ve so wanted to do this with you, Amie.” He kissed her
cheek and then back to her ear once more― his tongue lightly running
along her ear. His lips sucked and nibbled lightly on her lobe. With eyes
closed, her head tilted closer to him and her breathing became unsteady and
hard. Her panties were soaked with desire.
His arm held her in
place while he gently nibbled at her ear. Grabbing her breast, he squeezed her
nipple. She let out a sigh.
* * * *
He growled. “I think I hit your spot, baby,
damn! You sound so sexy when you sigh like that. I wonder
Alexandra Ivy, Laura Wright