His hands remain locked around my lower back, while his eyes flamed with passion and desire.
"I got something for you when I was out today."
Richard let out a soft rumbling moan, "Please tell me you are wearing my gift under those clothes."
I damn near ripped my clothes off just then. It wasn't just that we hadn't had sex in a while, but those sexy sounds and sensual words were always what did the trick.
Prying his hands off my waist, I backed away slowly with a smirk on my face. "No baby, under this outfit I'm not wearing anything, but that isn't your gift."
The way his eyes roamed over my body from head-to-toe made me want to melt. It wasn't until the power of his sexually needy gaze focused on me, that I realized just how badly I needed him to take my body into another world.
"Then please show me, darling. I have something I desperately want to give to you now."
I bit down on my lip, making myself turn away from him, as I headed toward the fridge. Magnetically attached was an erasable calendar, and a dry-erase marker clipped to the top. I held it up for Richard to see; he struggled giving me his full attention while trying to ignore his plainly apparent hard-on.
"This is what I got for us." My smile grew. Forgetting about the sexual need between my thighs was much easier now that I was able to show what I did for us.
"A calendar?"
"It's a calendar yes, but it goes right here on the fridge. This is where we can put little things about our days that help the other know when and where we'll be!" My enthusiasm bubbled and Richard couldn't help but smile. "A lot of families use these for their kids and appointments, and whatever else may come up."
"We don't have kids." It was an obvious observation, but I understood the implication of wondering about future plans I might have.
"No, not yet, but maybe. The other day things really upset me when you left, but you were right. There are many days where you are left here alone for meals because I have prior engagements. I want us to communicate the little details. Anything that you have coming up, write it down, long shifts, days off, whatever! I want us to really shine together in this beautiful relationship we have. Let's go that extra step to really get our future together going in the right direction."
Slowly Richard closed the distance between us. "I thought our future already was going in the right direction."
"It is," his hands slid down my torso, locking once more around my waist. "But this is just one more step to keep it special."
"I love it, darling. It's wonderful and I am more than happy to use it to mark my things so we can keep track of each other."
I beamed back, pressing a chaste kiss against his lips. As I pulled away he followed, leaning his lips toward my ear. "Now, why don't you let me show you what else will keep things … magical." Before I could give any sort of response, Richard bent over and scooped me into his arms.
A giddy squeal made its way out as my arms wrapped tightly around his neck. "Richard! What about the dinner I made??" I pointed toward the prepared plates of food.
He gave me a look over, smiled at me but never let me down. "They smell great, darling. I love you so much for making me dinner, but right now you look downright delicious. So, I think it's time to have a little dessert before we dive into the chicken."
Richard walked us toward the bedroom and just as I was about to let out another squeal of protest, his mouth sealed itself onto my neck. My oversensitive body instantly chilled at the feel of his lips delicately tasting my skin. All joking attitudes were left back in the kitchen, as my body was suddenly crying out with need once more.
He let me down at the foot of the bed, and seconds later my shirt was yanked from my head. My bare chest beat rapidly as my nipples grew hard and yearned for attention. Richard's lips immediately satisfied the need as his hands roamed my back and his tongue teased and swirled around my hardening bud.
His mouth released my nipple and began to move up my neck. My legs weakened and as much as I loved the foreplay, I needed him in me.
"Baby, please, just take me. I need you."
Richard's speedy and precise hands flew to the button of my shorts, and worked them over my hips Together we helped his clothes join mine and moments later our mouths were molded together again. Carefully, he lowered us onto the bed and when his kisses began trailing from my neck to my ear, I knew I couldn't wait any longer. My hand reached out and took hold of his throbbing cock and rubbed him forward until he was at my opening.