Short Stories and Romances

Electric

I come in from work, letting my hair down out of it's eyebrow pulling  bun. A gentle sigh leaves my lips as I deeply inhale the aroma of sphagetti cooking. I slip off my shoes and walk into the kitchen to be greeted by a shirtless man looming over the stove. I place my briefcase down on the bar counter, walking over to greet my husband. I run a hand over his smooth chocolate skin, a rush of electric energy surges through my body as a gleeful grin displays onto my face. I rub his back gently and watch as he turns around, his broad shoulders slinking down as his head dips and his plump lips kiss my forehead. "How was work today baby?" I run my hand up his back once more, feeling every part of him as I look into his dark brown eyes, my heart steadying to a fast paced rhythm. I answer his quesiton in a soft voice, still mesmorized that I come home to this man every day, just to see him cooking for me. "It was work. I see you have dinner started already, where are the kids?" His arms seem to to move to my waist, his long slender fingers grabbing a handful of my bottom as he begins to place soft kisses over my jawline. He mumbles gently against my warm skin, making the hair on the back of my neck stand with anticipation. I clear my throat and await his answer before making my next move "Your mother picked them up from school, she's bring them back later tomorrow. She gave us this time to ourselves" he says in a low husky voice as he continues to travel down to the base of my neck. I push my fingers into his hair, feeling his tightly coiled curls slip under my fingertips. His fingers begin to feel for the buttons on my pant suit, fumbling to unbutton them as he goes down, removing the jacket competely as his lips never leave my skin. I supress a short moan, my eyes fluttering shut as his strong arms hoist me onto the counter, my legs immediately wrapping themselves around his fit waist. I run my hands down his bare chest as his luscious lips continue to gently attack my skin. I quickly regather myself to truly look at the man in front of me. His fingers traveling up and down my skin, sending an electrical current all the way through to my core. I grab his face, looking into his eyes, searching for the place and the person I call home. I crash my lips into his, my skin seeming to be on fire as our lips move in sync. This is my person, my home.

Hello guys xoxo, I am just writing away because quarantine and isolation is really going to make me crazy. Please comment songs or ideas you guys want to see or hear. Thank you again for reading!!

Sincerely,
Renn