It is late and we have been driving for several hours but we finally made it to the cabin, far away from anyone else. Smiling over at me you pull me into your arms and kiss me. You get out, come around, and open my door.
You lean in, unbuckle me, pull me gently from the car and rub my arms up and down. I stretch into your caress, my head nuzzling your chest. You unhook the wrist cuffs together and I shake out my arms (I had to choose between sitting back comfortably or slightly leaned forward to make sure there was circulation to my arms, and if you had thought I was leaning back too much you would pull my nipples forward, hard.)
I shake my head, roll my shoulders around stretching, and open my mouth to speak, but you just put your fingers to my mouth, tell me to get everything situated inside, and let you know when I was finished. I nod my head and you go inside.
I unload the car, putting the cooking supplies into the kitchen, unpacking our suitcases in the bedroom (I am notorious for just living out of my suitcase when I go somewhere,) and putting out the toys you had brought and had me bring in the living room where you were reclining.
After everything is put away I come over to where you are and kneel on the pillow you had generously placed on the ground for me next to you. I look up at you, my eyes bright, bursting to tell you what I had found, and you can tell. Just to keep me in suspense you tell me to go use the restroom and make sure I was clean in every hole.
