I was attempting to make dinner when Hannah walked through the door, all wondering eyes and suggestion.
"I'd rather have takeout," Was the first thing she said to me, "We can have the that for lunch tomorrow anyway."
She gestured towards the salad, and - after a few seconds thinking time - I nodded my head in acquiescence. Smiling, she walked over and held me to her as close as humanly possible. I melted into her embrace with a contented sigh.
"I should edit," I muttered after a while, kissing her lightly and untangling her arms from around my waist. Before I had taken two steps forward, she grabbed my hand and pulled me back to her.
"I have a better idea," She smirked, turning us around so I was pressed up against the counter.
I certainly didn't object when she captured my lips in a fiery kiss, and editing was the last thing on my mind as her mouth left a trail down my jawbone and neck.
"Fuck, Hannah," I breathed, as she bit down slightly on my pulse point, "Fuck."
She pulled both of our tops off - mine first, then hers - with an urgency I'd rarely seen in my girlfriend, and her fingers grazed the top of my breasts, before playing with the edge of my bra.
Once every item of clothing had been shed, and scattered about the kitchen, we stumbled into the living room, still attached at the lips.
The next thing I knew we were on the sofa, Hannah's leg in between my own. I raised my hips, desperately trying to create more friction between us, and revelled in the sound of Hannah's breathy moans.
My hand slipped down between us, causing Hannah to inhale sharply as I began to touch her exactly where she needed it. After a few minutes of our bodies moving together in near-silence, with the only sound being our uneven breaths, Hannah tensed up completely. She bit down on my shoulder slightly as a wave of pleasure washed over her, and when she relaxed back into me I could feel the perspiration all over both of us.
We lay there together way into the night, only moving to pull a blanket over us when the temperature dropped.
The last thing I said to her before we drifted off the sleep was, "If I get shit for not uploading this Friday, I'm telling everyone exactly why I didn't get round to editing my video."
She giggled sleepily and placed a kiss on the tip of my nose.
"Shut up and let me sleep," She said, snuggling into me.
I agreed with a murmur, closing my eyes and falling back onto the pillow.
