Serendipitous Saturation ✔ [Completed]

Chapter 14 - Rekindling

She guided him to the bottom of the stairs, turned her head and grinned as he followed her like some kind of dazed golden retriever puppy. It wasn't often she'd witnessed him flummoxed. The sight of her dimples made him more present in the moment and he pulled on her hand sharply and brought her swinging back towards him, crashing his lips against hers.

"I've missed you," he said against her mouth. "So very much."

She nodded and drew a deep breath, drawing him towards the first step. "Come on, then. No more talking."

When they made it to her bedroom he came up behind her and kissed her neck tenderly, tentatively at first, his hands sweeping around her and settling on her belly.

"Mhmm," she murmured, reaching around to run her fingers through his hair as he caressed her shoulder with kisses.

As he began to take more control, the fingers of his right hand slowly descending, she turned around and stopped him in his tracks. She smiled impishly and took his hands again, resting them at his sides.

Her eyes never left his as her fingers went to work on his belt buckle, efficiently opening it and flicking the button open on his jeans. She dragged the zipper down and kissed him as her small hand felt its way inside the rough cloth to the soft cotton of his boxers.

He placed his hands on her face, kissing her back, again and again as she fondled him. He let out a guttural moan when she slipped her fingers through to bare skin and increased her pace. He had no problem with her calling the shots on this occasion, or any other, come to that, and especially so considering her acceptance of him doing the same the last time they were in this position. He wasn't a man who needed control in the bedroom to make him feel like a man. And at this moment he felt more like a living breathing male than he had in six weeks.

"God!" he expelled when she dragged her face from his and slowly kissed her way down his chest and stomach until she was on her knees.

"Take your T-shirt off," she ordered him just before she took him in her mouth.

He swore under his breath, her brown eyes staring up at him, devilish and demanding as she licked him softly but assuredly for seconds.

Releasing him she took a deep breath and moistened her lips. "Now," she said breathlessly before she took him in her hands and drew him into her mouth slowly again. His fingers went to the hem of the garment as he acquiesced quickly and threw it behind him.

"Fuck me!" he gasped, rolling his head backwards as she increased the rhythm and he suddenly felt the tip of his penis hit the back of her throat.

She laughed as she withdrew her mouth again, pressing small kisses on his increasingly hard length as she moved it up and down in her hand at speed. "That's the general idea, yes."

He shook his head, sweat littering his brow, his eyes on stalks as he watched her continue her tempting and tantalising strokes with her hands and her mouth, just enough pressure to have him speechless and barely capable of a response but not so much that he was in danger of embarrassing himself in front of her. He barely realised she'd dragged his jeans to his ankles until she told him to rid himself of his shoes.

She got to her feet as he did so and wiped her mouth with the pads of her fingers, watched with amusement as he did the awkward dance of shimmying out of his shoes, socks and pants in his less than compos mentis state. She was busy moving the covers of the bed away and squealed, giggling, as he bit down on her right ass cheek playfully as she turned her head from him to fix the pillows.

He pulled her yoga pants down from behind, startled she was naked underneath them if the moan of approval followed by another nip of her cheek and a soothing kiss to it was anything to go by.