When Crossing The Tracks-Sweet Pea

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"Hey" I smiled as I let Sweet Pea in, we had the house all to ourselves "Hey angel" he said and kissed me "C'mon, I cooked dinner" I said and we walked into the kitchen "Smells really good" he said "It's just Italian, not too much" I said and grabbed a bottle of wine "Can you open this? I'll set the table" I said and he nodded. He took off his jacket and grabbed the wine opener. I quickly set the table for the two of us and we ate "Dinner was good but, what about dessert?" Sweet Pea smirked "Dessert sounds really good right just about now" I said and took a sip of my wine, grabbing his hand and leading him to my room. I put down the glass of wine after taking a big sip. He sat onto my bed and I bit my lip "What are you thinking?" he asked, leaning back on his arms "What are you thinking?" I asked and started undoing the flannel I was wearing, his flannel that he forgot here one time. He smirked, watching my every move. I let the flannel drop to the floor. I did the same with my jeans, dropping to the floor and slowly crawling over to Sweet Pea "Damn" he mumbled. I put my hands on his knees, pushing his legs further apart. I ran my hands up and down his thighs. I slowly stood up, turning around and arching my back, letting the tips of my hair hit my ass. I felt his hand rub up my inner thigh. I brushed my hair to one side, letting it drape over my shoulder and down my torso, turning around and sitting on his lap. I ran my hand up his shoulder and into the hair at the back of his head as his hands gripped my ass