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Burned Lasagna and Dessert
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Burned Lasagna and Dessert "Amia? Baby? Wake up.” Chace’s voice echoed through the fog of my mind. “What? Wait! Chace? Oh My God!” Ripping the washcloth from my eyes, I sprang up from the water and almost fell. Chace caught me just in time and handed me a towel. “You weren’t supposed to be home until dinner time! Why are you home so early?” "Sweetheart, it is dinner time. You must have been asleep for a while now. The bath water is cold.” Resting his chin in his palm, he sat on the toilet lid with a sly smile on his face and watched as I towel dried my hair. "Fuck! There’s a pan of lasagna in the oven. I bet it’s burned.” Wrapping the towel around me, I ran to the kitchen, almost slipping on the wet floor again. "No, it’s fine. I took it out when I got home. See? It’s resting on the counter.” He walked up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. “Mmm, you smell nice. Where’re the ?” "Jo has them for the night. I was trying…” "Good. Come here.”Chace pulled me toward him and placed my arms over his shoulders while he kissed me. His hands moved down my waist and settled on the small of my back as he pulled me tight into his strong arms. "Do you remember the first time you sat here?” His lips whispered against mine as he lifted me to sit on the counter. “Yes…” Suddenly, I lost all focus on dinner, on the plans for the evening...on everything except Chace and the tingly feeling welling up inside me. He wasted no time in his attempt to pull the towel from my still<b> damp </font></b>body. Holding ontothe knot at the top, I whispered against his ear, “Please...” I was still carrying some of the weight I had gained with the pregnancy and was self-conscious about it. "Please, don’t hide yourself, my beautiful Amia.” His touch, soft against my skin, lifted my hand to his lips, allowing the towel to drop to the floor. Picking up a clean dishtowel from the counter, he ripped it down the center, and tied half of it to each of my wrists. A slight hint of his aftershave lingered as he leaned past me and secured my wrists separately to the handles on the cabinets behind me. Closing my eyes in the anticipation of what came next, I sat there for what felt like an eternity waiting for his next move. There was no movement, no sound of his breathing…no nothing.Suddenly, his lips were heavy upon mine. The urgency in his kiss pushed me backward on the counter and I instinctively grasped the towel pieces tied around my wrist. “Tell me you want me, Amia. I need to hear you say it.” His words fluttered against the skin of my collarbone as his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me to the edge of the countertop. “Oh, Chace, I need you. I want you. I’m yours.” Struggling against my restraints, I attempted to free myself so I could touch him.“Then sit still and be a good girl.” The tone of his voice caused goose bumps to cover my skin as I did as he instructed.My legs gave way to his touch as though they had a mind of their own. His fingers moved slowly up the soft skin of my thighs, tracing little circles as he moved while he breathed against my knee, “Amia, are you watching me?” “Yes, Chace, yes.” My answer floated out upon my breath as the sensation of his tongue on my inner thigh caused me to exhale deeply. I watched his face disappear against me, buried between my thighs. His attention made my body stiffen against his touch and I closed my legs around him. With a hand on the inside of each thigh, he pressed them open until my knees touched the counter. “Don’t move.” His words were strong and commanding, forcing me to listen. I watched Chace maneuver his tongue upward between the folds until he reached the pinnacle of them. His lips closed over my clit and he gently suckled at it, rolling his tongue around it, teasing it, making it swell until my legs began to quiver against the counter. I strained to do as I was told but could take it no longer. With my last little bit of strength, I took a deep breath and held it while I wrestled with my restraints until they pulled from the cabinet doors.I pushed against the counter top, pulling myself back from the edge, and entwined my legs tight around Chace’s head. Pressing myself against him, I reached forward and wrapped my arms around him as well. "Don’t stop.” I barely breathed the words out.Grinding against his face, I felt the waves of ecstasy building in my toes and rapidly move up my legs. The intensity of the orgasm forced my body to push away from Chace as my muscles pulsated in unadulterated pleasure. "Oh no, you’re not getting away that easily. C’me here.” I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms over his shoulders as he picked me up from the counter top. Turning, he carried me through the living room and stopped at the stairs. I smiled. I was sure we were going to repeat our first time making love in our home. I was wrong. Instead, he kissed me softly, Letting me know he was thinking about it as well, before continuing up the stairs and into our bedroom. Our lips never parted as we knelt on the bed in front of each other and I helped Chace undress. Even in the darkness of the room, I knew his body. My fingers ran along the lines of his muscles like a bow against the strings of a Stradivarius.I noticed the delicateness of his touch as he lifted my hair away and kissed the side of my neck. With a slight tug, he pulled my hair, lifting my mouth to meet me his with a playful nibble on my lower lip. Pulling back, I dropped my chin and looked up at him with pouty lips, trying not to giggle.“Oh, did I hurt my queen?” He moved one of his hands from my hair to my lower back and guided me to lie down. “Here, let me make it all better.” Kneeling between my open thighs, he bent at the waste and tasted me once again. Hearing me moan, Chace pushed his finger inside me and moved it back and forth until my muscles beat around him. Sitting up and moving over me, he balanced on one arm while licking his finger. Smiling, he offered it to me sandwiched with a kiss. I loved tasting myself on him. Knowing he had enjoyed me while pleasing me was such a turn on. He pushed the breath out of me as he slid slowly into my swollen,<b> damp </font></b>walls. Intuitively, my thighs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper inside. The warm dewiness of his breath dampened my neck as I clung to him. Our hands in each other’s hair, and our faces buried in one another’s necks, we moved together. He ground against my hips as I lifted to meet his every thrust. The pressure of his pelvis bone rubbing against my clit delivered me over the top. I bucked against him, making him fuck me, bringing me to the crest of the mountain again before wantonly freefalling over the cliff. His moan joined mine and our rhythm slowed until he lay still atop me. Our hearts raced together against the clamminess of our skin as we rested in one another’s arms. We collapsed into a deep, peaceful sleep, my muscles still pulsating around him.  |
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9/3/2020 6:46 pm |
Wow, great writing!
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Delicious!
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Not as good as toy friend !! sensual eroticism...this is been heard before
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Very nice story 
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