Eight
Annalise
After exploring the site where we were staying, Drake, Ayden, and I returned to our chalet. We watched DVDs until Ayden fell asleep on the couch. We took him to bed, then returned to watch another film and finish the wine I had opened earlier.
When the film had finished, I cleared away the wine glasses and went outside for a cigarette. Stubbing out my cigarette in the ashtray outside, I walked back into the chalet and locked the door behind me. Drake was sat on the couch and the look in his eyes spoke of hunger and desire. He didn’t need to speak…his look spoke volumes. I walked over to him and straddled his lap. I caught his bottom lip between my teeth and felt the involuntary shudder ripple through his body. His arms wound their way round me and pulled me flush against his chest. I kissed my way along his jaw to his ear, whispering sweet nothings before returning to his lips. There was nothing sweet about the way he kissed me…he could barely control his desire and I didn’t mind at all. Drake loved it when I took charge. His lips claimed mine with force and his tongue swirled against my own as I reached for the hem of his t-shirt. I lifted his top over his head, breaking our kiss momentarily. Looking at the planes of his body made my breath catch in my throat. Every time I drank in the sight of him naked it was like seeing him for the first time.
Drake reached for the hem of my top, removing it quickly from my body so we didn’t have to be apart for long. He pulled me back to him and trailed kisses along my shoulder, down to the swell of my breasts. He unclipped the back of my bra and it fell from my arms. Goosebumps spread across my naked flesh and I felt a warmth begin to pool in my abdomen. I took hold of Drake’s hand and led him to our bedroom in case Ayden woke up and came looking for us in the lounge. Drake locked the door behind us as I made my way to the bed.
Looking at my husband, half naked and looking like an Adonis, my heart seemed to skip a beat. With his dark hair that nearly graces his shoulders and those beautiful emerald eyes, he really was the image of perfection. The desire written across his face lit a fire in my belly that I knew could not be quenched with just a quick fix. No, I wanted to take my time with him, to give him the pleasure he deserved. He moved in front of me and I reached for his belt. I undid the button and zipper on his jeans and let them fall to his feet. He moved to remove his boxers, but I shook my head and he let his hands drop. He stepped out of his jeans and kicked them to one side, then he reached for my jeans and removed them as swiftly as he could. We stood before each other, him in nothing but his boxers, me in nothing but a pair of lace panties. Our breathing was faster and more shallow than normal. I reached a hand out and ran my fingers down his torso, slipping below the band of his boxers and lightly caressing his tip, feeling the pre-cum and smiling at the sensation. Drake’s breath hitched and I looked up to see a sexy smile grace his lips.
“Fuck!” he gasped.
At that precise moment, I decided I could wait no longer so I pulled his boxers down to let him spring free and pushed him back onto the bed. The edge of the bed made his knees buckle and he landed with a soft thud. Kneeling before him, I smiled up at him before letting my tongue stroke him from the base of his cock to the tip and back down. I enjoyed the feeling of being in control. He lay back and let me take the control I needed in that moment. His hand was in the back of my hair, and as I took him fully in my mouth I heard a little gasp emanate from his throat. Feeling the throbbing of him in my mouth made my desire for him skyrocket.
I stood and removed my panties before slowly crawling up his body, feathering a trail of kisses up his sculpted body as I went. His shudders from my kisses made me smile and I leant down to devour his mouth. He kissed me fervently
Annalise
After exploring the site where we were staying, Drake, Ayden, and I returned to our chalet. We watched DVDs until Ayden fell asleep on the couch. We took him to bed, then returned to watch another film and finish the wine I had opened earlier.
When the film had finished, I cleared away the wine glasses and went outside for a cigarette. Stubbing out my cigarette in the ashtray outside, I walked back into the chalet and locked the door behind me. Drake was sat on the couch and the look in his eyes spoke of hunger and desire. He didn’t need to speak…his look spoke volumes. I walked over to him and straddled his lap. I caught his bottom lip between my teeth and felt the involuntary shudder ripple through his body. His arms wound their way round me and pulled me flush against his chest. I kissed my way along his jaw to his ear, whispering sweet nothings before returning to his lips. There was nothing sweet about the way he kissed me…he could barely control his desire and I didn’t mind at all. Drake loved it when I took charge. His lips claimed mine with force and his tongue swirled against my own as I reached for the hem of his t-shirt. I lifted his top over his head, breaking our kiss momentarily. Looking at the planes of his body made my breath catch in my throat. Every time I drank in the sight of him naked it was like seeing him for the first time.
Drake reached for the hem of my top, removing it quickly from my body so we didn’t have to be apart for long. He pulled me back to him and trailed kisses along my shoulder, down to the swell of my breasts. He unclipped the back of my bra and it fell from my arms. Goosebumps spread across my naked flesh and I felt a warmth begin to pool in my abdomen. I took hold of Drake’s hand and led him to our bedroom in case Ayden woke up and came looking for us in the lounge. Drake locked the door behind us as I made my way to the bed.
Looking at my husband, half naked and looking like an Adonis, my heart seemed to skip a beat. With his dark hair that nearly graces his shoulders and those beautiful emerald eyes, he really was the image of perfection. The desire written across his face lit a fire in my belly that I knew could not be quenched with just a quick fix. No, I wanted to take my time with him, to give him the pleasure he deserved. He moved in front of me and I reached for his belt. I undid the button and zipper on his jeans and let them fall to his feet. He moved to remove his boxers, but I shook my head and he let his hands drop. He stepped out of his jeans and kicked them to one side, then he reached for my jeans and removed them as swiftly as he could. We stood before each other, him in nothing but his boxers, me in nothing but a pair of lace panties. Our breathing was faster and more shallow than normal. I reached a hand out and ran my fingers down his torso, slipping below the band of his boxers and lightly caressing his tip, feeling the pre-cum and smiling at the sensation. Drake’s breath hitched and I looked up to see a sexy smile grace his lips.
“Fuck!” he gasped.
At that precise moment, I decided I could wait no longer so I pulled his boxers down to let him spring free and pushed him back onto the bed. The edge of the bed made his knees buckle and he landed with a soft thud. Kneeling before him, I smiled up at him before letting my tongue stroke him from the base of his cock to the tip and back down. I enjoyed the feeling of being in control. He lay back and let me take the control I needed in that moment. His hand was in the back of my hair, and as I took him fully in my mouth I heard a little gasp emanate from his throat. Feeling the throbbing of him in my mouth made my desire for him skyrocket.
I stood and removed my panties before slowly crawling up his body, feathering a trail of kisses up his sculpted body as I went. His shudders from my kisses made me smile and I leant down to devour his mouth. He kissed me fervently
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