Taking Chances

43. Crimes and Passion

Morning would arrive soon after their quite passionate of a night and Lindsey would roll over only to wake up alone.

The moment he draped his arm around, he opened his eyes, only slightly dissatisfied with the fact that she wasn't there with him, though he was aware that she had to work and had things to take care of. Despite his early morning craving of her, he did consider she did the logical thing which was to wake up and start getting ready before anybody else could come downstairs and catch them together.

On his own, he understood she'd be hiding him and their newfound, growing relationship due to the fact that it had just started and since she was seeing another man. Knowing her slight insecurities, he was also aware she didn't want to be caught for the simple sake of her kids thinking she was a two timing slut.

Gathering himself to be presentable, he got dressed partially, though he remained shirtless and he traveled out of the guest bedroom. As he did so, he bumped into his wife whom had damp tresses and only a robe on her creamy skin.

"Good morning," she allowed him to stop in front of her when in fact she really only wanted to be in the presence of the coffee maker.

"Very good morning," he replied with a small hint of pride behind his voice.

Timidly, she smiled and she easily shied away as she slipped passed him.

"I'm gonna shower, don't mind me," he mentioned.

"Go for it."

Before taking his first step up the case, "I'm gonna take the kids and your mom out to hang out with me. Is that alright with you? Is there anything the kids need to do first?"

"They're good to go," she nodded.

"Cool." He then made his way up.

Thinking to herself, she knew she would have to go to Ben's to work on the presentation they were to give at the end of the week, but she didn't want to tell Lindsey that again and burst whatever bubble they started. And in thinking to herself, it was hard to focus on what was to happen in the day when all she could really focus on was the way he touched her all night. Biting her bottom lip, she tried to cause herself some sort of pain as a type of wake up call, so she could manage to get through the day.

With of his hands around her neck, he kept her from moving as he kissed her chest. The other hand smoothed over her soft skin and every so often, he dug his fingers into her back firmly though affectionately.

She inhaled and didn't breathe out for a long time as she tried to control her thoughts, though it was incredibly hard. Pushing the button on the coffee maker, she tried to keep busy doing other things.

Hand sliding down the front of her panties, he moved slowly as he positioned two of his fingers inside of her and he held her as her back arched.

As she pulled a mug down, she shut her eyes tightly and shook her head, wanting to scream at herself for even fixating on the night before so much. She then crossed her arms and leaned her back against the counter as she huffed to herself.

When he finally guided himself inside of her, teasing her with both his fingertips, manhood at her entrance and his lips on her neck, all the while his other hand roamed up and down her spine. How he moved her hair off of her neck, just to lightly lick the sweat off her neck.

"Mm..." she hummed to herself. "Ugh," she blew out a hearty breath of air as she turned to fill her mug so she could take it upstairs with her. In making her way upstairs, she bumped right into her spouse, whom was making his way down.