Welcome Home

I wrote this a few months ago for a... friend... I wanted to share it here as well!

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He dropped his bag on the floor.

It was good to be home, even though he was a few hours later than he’d planned. Weary from his travels, all he wanted was to throw on some pajama pants and crash. He called out a greeting to his girl. She was supposed to be here, waiting for him. He heard no sounds downstairs though. The house was dark, but for a light above the stove. He called out again.

Showering.

He stood in the doorway and watched her.

The water cascaded down her body, some of the current dripping off her hardened nipples.

He wanted to lick each tip, suck the moisture away from her flesh. She'd moan and bury her hands in his shaggy hair. Her emerald eyes would look down at him with pleasure as he tugged one of the hard nubs between his teeth, drawing it away from her body until she cried out. Not in pain, no, he would never hurt her.

Making a Baby Tonight...

He stared at the wriggling woman on the bed. Her hands tugged at the ropes keeping her tied to the headboard. Her legs weren't tied but they were spread at the moment and he could see that no matter what she might have said in the beginning, her dripping little cunt was proof enough that she wanted him to do this, wanted him to take her.