A fresh flood of moisture doused her pussy as she rearranged herself and bent to lick her juices from his shoe.
“Stand up,” he said after just a few seconds. “You’ve made my cock hard again already. How does that make you feel?”
Emily grinned as she scrambled to her feet. “Good, Sir.”
He smirked as he turned her toward the bathroom counter. “Bend over. Keep your eyes on the mirror.”
There was no teasing or gentle caresses as he entered her from behind. He just grabbed her hair in one hand as he buried himself deep. His fingers dug into one hip as he fucked her with rough jolting thrusts, all while keeping her head at an angle where she could watch herself in the mirror.
“We will not let our relationship suffer just because we’re busy anymore,” he said as he slammed into her.
She shook her head as much as his grip on her hair would allow. “No, Sir.”
“You seem to have forgotten how to communicate with me,” he said, his tone scolding. “But I fucked up too by not calling you on it more often and by not making the dynamic we’ve built a priority. We’re going to make time to focus on that again. I promise.”
David never lost his rhythm as he talked and fucked her. His words sent her heart soaring, knowing that his vow held the promise of many more nights like this one. Nights where he took complete control of her and commanded her body in the most sensual ways. Nights where he would leave his delicious marks on her body, so she woke up sore and feeling well loved the following morning.
Her pussy clenched around his cock as he fucked her harder. She gripped the sides of the bathroom counter, bracing herself for his punishing thrusts. The wicked thoughts of all he would do to her had her clit throbbing as an orgasm began to build. Inside her, she could feel him tensing which meant he wasn’t far away from an orgasm of his own.
They lost themselves in each other as they both reached climax. Their bodies tensed as orgasms ripped through them, both so powerful it was as if one wave of pleasure crashed into them both and sent them spiraling down into an ocean of bliss.
“God, Emily,” he said as the intense sensations subsided and became subtle shock waves.
“I’ve missed you,” she said with a half smile as she watched him in the mirror.
He gave her ass a gentle smack and pulled out of her. “Come on. Let’s finish the shower you were having when I came home.”
In the shower, they were all hands and mouths, still not satiated. He held her against the shower wall and coaxed another orgasm from her before he washed and rinsed her with tenderness.
In the bedroom, as the toweled off, David said, “I’ve cleared my schedule for next weekend. I think we should go to Solitaire.”
Emily’s heart swelled. She’d missed that place.
“What changed your mind? I thought you had London?”
His smile was coy when he said, “Your little note today had a hand in convincing me it was time.”
“I’m really sorry about your party,” Emily said as she sat on the edge of the bed and towel dried her hair.
“Hey, you have nothing to be sorry about. You’re not required to always be at my side for these events. I’m only sorry I can’t make it to your party. It sounds like a much more worthy cause.”
Emily smiled and said. “I’m just sorry it didn’t occur to me you would feel that way. You’re always so excited about Christmas, it makes me feel like a scrooge.”
He chuckled. “Is there a reason you’re not all that excited about Christmas?”
Emily shrugged. “Honestly, it was never that big of a deal in our house. It was just another day. I’ve been looking forward to a quiet Christmas with you, but it feels like most of what we’ve done is go to parties since Thanksgiving.”
David frowned. “It’s not really that different from our other Christmas’s is it?”
Emily shrugged and stood to go to the closet and pick out something to wear to dinner.
“Emily…” his tone was steely and filled with warning. “Talk to me.”
She shook her head. “It’s dumb.”
“Talk. Now.”
Part of her wanted to grin because she’d missed his dominant side but she also felt sheepish for her feelings about Christmas.
