Love Lasts Forever

kitchen quickie

I'm standing at the kitchen counter, chopping vegetables for dinner, when I feel a pair of lips on my neck. I glance over my shoulder and see Charlie grinning at me, his green eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Hey, beautiful," he says, nuzzling my neck. "How's it going?"

"It's going," I say, trying to focus on the carrots in front of me. But Charlie's lips are warm and soft, and I can't help but lean into him. "The kids are all playing in the other room."

"I know," Charlie says, his hands sliding around my waist. "I can hear them squealing and laughing. It's cute."

"Yeah, it is," I say, closing my eyes as Charlie's lips move down to my shoulder. I can feel his breath against my skin, and I shiver with pleasure.

"You know what else is cute?" Charlie murmurs, his fingers tracing patterns on my stomach. "You, cooking dinner for our family. It's so domestic and sexy."

I laugh and swat him away. "I'm just making a simple stir-fry. It's not exactly gourmet."

"It's still sexy," Charlie insists, nibbling on my earlobe. "And I have a surprise for you."

"Oh yeah?" I say, my heart fluttering with anticipation. "What is it?"

Charlie's hand slides up my shirt, cupping my breast through my bra. "I was thinking," he says, his voice low and husky. "Since the kids are all occupied, maybe we could have a little...fun. In the kitchen."

I glance over at the door to the other room, where I can hear the kids playing. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" I ask, even as my body throbs with desire.

Charlie's hand moves to the waistband of my pants, slipping underneath. "I promise, I'll be quiet," he whispers, his fingers brushing against my skin. "And I'll make it worth your while."

I hesitate for a moment, but then I can't resist any longer. I turn in Charlie's arms, pressing my lips to his. He groans, deepening the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth. His hands are everywhere, touching and caressing me, making me forget all about the stir-fry and the kids and everything else.

Charlie lifts me up onto the counter, pushing my pants down around my hips. I gasp as his fingers find my clit, rubbing circles around it. He's always so good at this, knowing exactly how to touch me to make me moan with pleasure.

I tug at Charlie's shirt, pulling it over his head. He's so handsome, with his broad shoulders and muscular chest. I run my hands over his skin, feeling the heat of his body. He leans down, taking one of my nipples into his mouth and sucking gently. I gasp, arching my back.

Charlie's fingers move faster, and I can feel the orgasm building inside me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He kisses me again, his tongue sliding against mine as I come apart in his arms.

But Charlie's not done yet. He pulls away, dropping to his knees in front of me. He looks up at me, his eyes full of desire. "I want to taste you," he says, his voice low and rough.

I nod, biting my lip as Charlie's mouth closes over my clit. He sucks and licks, his tongue flicking against me. I moan, my hands gripping the edge of the counter. Charlie's fingers slide inside me, and I cry out, my orgasm crashing over me again.

When I finally come down from my high, Charlie stands up and pulls me to my feet. He kisses me again, and I can taste myself on his lips. I reach down, unbuttoning his pants and freeing his cock. I wrap my hand around it, stroking him up and down.

Charlie groans, closing his eyes. "Fuck, Harper," he says, his voice strained. "I need you."

I guide him to the edge of the counter, climbing on top of him. He enters

me slowly, filling me up. I moan, my head falling back as I start to move. Charlie's hands are on my hips, helping me ride him. He feels so good inside me, and I can feel another orgasm building.

Charlie's fingers find my clit again, rubbing circles around it. I cry out, my movements becoming erratic. Charlie's thrusts become harder, faster. I can feel him getting close, and I tighten my muscles around him.

Charlie groans, his head falling back. I can feel him pulsing inside me, and I come again, my orgasm triggering his. We stay like that for a moment, panting and gasping for breath.

Finally, Charlie pulls out of me, helping me down from the counter. We clean up quickly, buttoning our pants and straightening our clothes. I can still feel the afterglow of our lovemaking, and I smile at Charlie.

"That was amazing," I say, kissing him gently.

Charlie grins at me. "I told you it would be worth your while."

I laugh and shake my head. "You always know how to make me forget everything else."

Charlie's expression turns serious. "That's because you're the most important thing in the world to me, Harper. I love you."

My heart skips a beat. "I love you too, Charlie."

We share one more kiss before heading back into the other room, where the kids are still playing. They look up as we enter, grinning at us.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Demi says, running over to us. She throws her arms around my legs, and I lift her up, hugging her.

"Hey, Demi," I say, kissing her on the forehead. "How was your day?"

Demi chatters on about her day, telling me all about the games she played with her siblings. I listen, my heart swelling with love for my family.

Charlie comes over, ruffling Demi's hair. "Hey, kiddo," he says. "How about we all sit down and have dinner together?"

Demi nods, and we all sit down at the table. The kids dig into their food, and Charlie and I share a glance. We both know how lucky we are to have each other, and to have this beautiful family.

As we eat, I can't help but feel grateful for this moment, for this love, for this life. And I know that no matter what comes our way, Charlie and I will face it together, with love and laughter and joy. Because that's what family is all about.