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When I arrive home, Alex is in the kitchen with the table set. He’s showered after working and is wearing one of my favorite Alex outfits—a white button-down shirt, mostly unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, and faded jeans that I love to run my hands over. Years of wear have made them thin and soft. And white socks on his feet. Something about a man in clean white socks is so attractive to me.
Before I can put the shopping bags down, he encircles my waist with his hands and backs me against the counter with a sexy grin on his face. He leans his body into the curve of mine, capturing my lips with his. We kiss soft, deep and long, like dinner isn’t waiting and getting cold. I can feel him growing hard through the thin denim and can’t resist pressing myself against him, slowly moving up and down over his bulge. My thighs tingle and my core clenches.
“I really missed you,” he whispers, lingering at the corner of my mouth.
“And I missed you. You smell so good.”
“I think that’s the soup,” he teases.
I laugh and close my eyes as his lips chase kisses down my neck. His hair tickles my cheek. “It’s definitely you,” I murmur.
Smiling, he returns to my lips. He’s been on my mind all day. The image of him emerging from the shower this morning with water glistening over his chiseled body and the way he kissed me goodbye with his hand gently and possessively on my throat has been running through my mind like a movie on repeat. I drop the shopping bags with a thud to the floor and run my hands under his shirt, my fingertips meeting with hard abs. My core flutters and heats when he groans against my mouth, and I undo the buttons of his jeans, teasingly slow. I’d mentioned a while back that I thought button-fly jeans were sexy, and he immediately tossed all his old zipper jeans and replaced them with button-downs.
I push his jeans and boxer briefs to his ankles and palm his fully erect cock. He’s hot satin in my hand. Long, thick, smooth, and perfect, the tip moist as I close my fingers around him. His face tilts, kissing me deeper, his tongue sweeping mine. I watch his forehead furrow with desire in response to the tightening of my hand around him, tunneling his length.
Heart racing, I kneel in front of him, my lips already open and ready to take him in. His hands cup my cheeks as the head glides over my lips, then slams the back of my throat as I lean forward, my forehead pressing against his stomach.
“Holy fuck, baby.” The low growl of his voice instantly makes my panties wet.
His cock is deliciously alive in my mouth. Pulsing with heat, growing harder and longer as I glide my lips up and down his length, pausing to suck the tip and swirl my tongue around him before swallowing him so deeply that my eyes water. He strokes my cheek with one hand, the other on the back of my head, applying gentle pressure, guiding me to suck harder, take him deeper.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he murmurs in a breathless, low tone. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
I splay my hands over his ass, nails nearly puncturing his skin as I grip him in my hands, pulling him into my mouth. His hips thrust harder, and my core clenches with desire over the tightening of his thigh muscles. My name is a ragged moan on his lips as he shudders and releases. I swallow him, then slowly move my mouth over his shaft, delighting in his shaky legs and his hand clutching my hair.
After a few moments, he pulls me up and crushes his lips to mine. “I love you so much,” he breathes. “You drive me wild…” He kisses me again. “You calm me.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “You make me so fucking happy.”
My heart soars. “I love you, too.”
“Your turn is after dinner.”
I can’t wait.
He pulls on his jeans, then hugs me close. I bury my face into his chest, kissing the thatch of soft hair there. We kiss once again, then part. I pick up the shopping bags and pull out the lamp.
“For the living room table,” I tell him.
He nods, a grin on his lips. “I love it. That tassel shade is very you.”
“And look what I found,” I pull out the toucan statue. “Maybe someone is copying your work, but I thought it was cute. I couldn’t leave it.”
He stares at it, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Holy shit.” He takes it from me and turns it in his hands several times. “I can’t believe you found this. After all these years…I never thought I’d see it again.”
