Why?

VIII

May 1998
"Good morning sweetheart."
"Hey baby." I slung my arm around his waist as he kissed my head and passed me a coffee. "Thanks, I really need to wake up today."
"That's what I'm here for."
"Hmm...That the only trick you've got up your sleeve?"
"What are you suggesting? It's an hour until you have to leave."
"Exactly..." I led him to the soft couch in the next room, straddling his lap. I caressed his temples as he pulled me closer by my ass. Stroking and pulling the flesh of my rear over the silk of my robe he moaned. "You forgot to wear your panties."
"Oh, well...I didn't forget." He undid the sash of the robe, gaping at me as I allowed the silk to fall past my shoulders, revealing my erect breasts and swollen, wet lower lips.
"Shit, you're gorgeous." He said it with such casual certainty, as if anyone who couldn't gather that from my naked form must have a head injury. I quickly felt his erection through his thin pyjama bottoms, biting my lip as I watched him free it from the fabric, briefly pulling me up to allow the waistband rest along his knees. "Already wet..." He noted, feeling me with his fingers.
"I woke up like it...Guess you were in my dreams."
"Oh baby..." He groaned as I licked my taste off his fingers. He gripped at my breasts as I lowered myself onto his length. I whimpered slightly at the pain of this position, as his whole length immediately thrusted up against my cervix. His hands moved to support my back and neck, his nose resting against mine as we began to move. I soon adjusted like always, and my own bouncing accelerated with my arousal.
He rubbed his face between my breasts and I screamed as he began to roughly suck my right nipple. My hands clenched in his curls as he moved to the left, humming his appreciation. Suddenly, he lifted me up to withdraw.
"Li-"
"Touch yourself. I want to watch."
My lips parted in surprise & seduction, and I flicked my long hair to the side as I began to grind my hips against his thigh, my hand circling my centre. I closed my eyes in focus, panting from the tension I was releasing, feeling his hand reach out to smooth my bangs. "Baby. Look at me." It was an incredibly intimate moment as I flashed my eyes upwards to fall on his, tears forming.
"Come here," he spoke gently, pulling me back to him by my waist. "I just wanted to look at you..." He rubbed his nose against my cheek. "So beautiful."
"I know I wanted to do it, it's just overwhelming when you make me feel so...Sexy."
"But you are."
"So are you baby," I took his length into my hand as he closed his eyes.
"Make me come," I whispered against his ear. He lifted me back onto his twitching length and we began a more frantic pace than before, unable to stop myself moaning and digging my nails into his back as I rested my chin on his shoulder. I gyrated steadily but intensely as I rode out my orgasm, feeling and hearing him come with me as his grip tightened on my hips.
"Stevie!"
I cried out his name in response as I fell over the edge, leaning forward to rest my forehead on his chest as he stroked my arms and back, the feeling of his release still warm inside me, a little of it trickling between us. After squeezing my arms around his torso, I lifted myself off him.
"I'll go fetch a washcloth baby." He placed his hand to my cheek before running off, still in his pyjama shirt & boxers. I waited on the edge of the couch naked and breathless. I felt incredibly vulnerable when he returned and wiped away our fluids from between my thighs, pressing a kiss to my lips. "Thank-you."
"No problem," he ran two fingers across my lips. "I love you."
"I know." He smiled with such a pure, infantile glee that no one would have believed what we were engaged in five minutes ago. "I love you too."
He passed my back my robe from the arm of the couch, and I threw it around me. "I'm gonna go and get dressed, shout me if you need anything," I told him before he drew me into a slow, passionate kiss.
"I'm only going upstairs."
"I know." I smirked at his smug expression & I pinched the end of his nose. After showering, dressing, & perfecting my hair & make up, I returned to find Lindsey now in a shirt  & jeans, wandering about the hallway with socks on.

"Yes, yes Stevie knows I'm coming." He was clearly on the phone.
"No she's not...Kit I don't think that's...OK...So you're fine, everything is good...Yes great...Yes I'll be over later to talk about that...See you then." He put down the receiver and saw me to the side of him.

"Hey baby, you look stunning."
"Thanks, you were talking to Kristen?"
"Yeh she was just checking it's all clear for tonight." We'd discussed a week or so ago that Lindsey would go and arrange the financial situation for Kristen & their unborn child, this evening.
"Ok. Good. See you later, or...You know, I don't know when we'll both be back so..." I smiled mechanically as I touched his forearm, then walked towards the door.
"Hey, hey, hey," he sung as he came between me and the door, "If I won't see you until like midnight, I want a goodbye." I hugged him, smelling the cologne on his chest as he rocked me against him. He still had to bend down to kiss me, despite me being in platform heels. "I love you."
"I love you too baby, you know that."