into his mouth as his hands glide across my ass, squeezing each globe.
He breaks our kiss and stares into my eyes. “I’ve wanted to do that since I left you this afternoon. You’re all I could think about in my meeting.”
I giggle. “That’s good because you’re all I’ve thought about since you left me. However, dinner is just about done, so I hope you’re hungry.”
“Starved, but not for food,” he says, pressing his erection into my body.
“That’ll have to wait. I need to feed you so you have the energy to keep up with me.” I wink.
He laughs and says, “I’m sure I can keep up just fine, but you’re right, you’ve worked hard on this dinner. Let’s sit and eat.”
He pours us some wine while I put the finishing touches on dinner. Once I’m done, he carries our plates to the dining room and I take the two glasses of wine. We both sit in our usual seats and eat in a comfortable silence.
“How did the remainder of your shoot go?”
I shrug. “Good, I guess. I don’t usually get to see the pictures for at least a few days after the shoot, and sometimes I don’t see them until the ad launches.”
“Doesn’t that bother you? I mean, you have no idea if you’ll even like the pictures, but they’ll end up in an ad anyway?”
“It used to,” I say as I take another bite of my salad. “But I got over it because in reality I get paid whether I like the pictures or not. What really matters is that the company likes them.”
“Mm, this is really good, babe. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until we sat down.”
“Thank you. How was your day?”
“It was fine. I had a meeting with Tobey this afternoon to discuss the budget for our area and things we need to come up with funding for. He swears we’re fundraising gods since the last one was such a huge success.” He shakes his head. “I’m not sure we’ll be able to top the last one, but we need to come up with something. We’ve got guys who need service dogs, and Tobey doesn’t want to let them down.”
“You and Carter make a great team. I’m sure you’ll come up with something,” I say, pushing my plate away as he finishes his.
He stands from the table, blows out both candles, and takes the plates into the kitchen. I follow behind with the salad. I place the cover over the bowl and put it in the fridge. When I turn around after shutting the refrigerator door, he pins me against it.
“Time for dessert.” He leans in to kiss me.
“I need to finish cleaning up,” I argue, but he continues kissing his way over my jaw to my neck.
“After,” he says as his hand glides up under my skirt. He rubs his hands over my ass, discovering there’s no thong string. “Holy shit, you’re not wearing any fucking panties.”
I giggle. He grabs my hand and pulls me toward the stairs. Toying with him, I try to resist, but he just scoops me up and takes the stairs two at a time. He slides me down his body at the foot of the bed, and my dress rides up. Quickly, he tosses the dress to the other side of the room, revealing that I’m sans panties and bra.
“God, you're beautiful.”
He leans in to kiss me yet again. As our tongues meet, my hands go to the buttons on his shirt, making quick work of them. He unbuttons his sleeves and I slip it off his shoulders, causing it to pool on the floor. My hands roam all over his chiseled chest and body. I love the bumps of his smooth, muscular body.
He kisses his way to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe, and then kisses down my neck. He backs me up to the bed and lowers me down in the middle of it. Climbing on top of me, he looks deep into my eyes and pauses. It’s like he wants to say something, but nothing comes out. He gives me a slight smile and lowers his lips to my neck, setting my skin on fire as he kisses his way down to my breasts. He sucks my nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over it as it hardens. He massages my other breast while his mouth continues its assault. All I can