Edited by Angel Love
You had been away, our first separation since meeting. I was apprehensive, not knowing if you would be coming back to me, wondering if things would be the same between us when you returned, not knowing if you would even speak with me, let alone want to continue what we had begun only weeks before.
I answer the door and you're standing there. I want to jump in your arms but instead move aside to allow you to walk past me. I tell you to sit on the lounge and I go and get us both a glass of red. I sit beside you, your eyes disappointingly glued to the news. I sit there sipping my wine, my eyes on you.
I can't stand it anymore. I lean over and start kissing your neck, moving up to your ears and nibbling on your lobes, while my hand slips inside your shirt where I play with your hardening nipples, my fingers circling, caressing and pinching them while I continue to nibble and kiss you. Still you sit there watching the news, making me more determined to distract you, I realize that is exactly what you want too. I feel you relax and lean back giving me full access to you, where ever I want. Yes I could go straight for it and go down on you, but I want a little fun first.
I take my hand from your shirt, sliding it down past your navel, lower and lower onto your hardening cock. I rub you, sliding my hand up and down, down far enough to cup your balls and squeeze them. I lean closer to you now kissing you lightly all over your face, your forehead, eyes, cheeks and mouth. Not forcing my tongue into your mouth.