It's something she had done for years, pulling off all her clothes before bed, and then stretching. It had no real point, but she liked the way it felt, standing there exposed and loosening her joints and muscles.
After the usual five minutes, she picked up her discarded clothes, dropped them into the hamper, and then grabbed her PJ's - a pair of black yoga pants and a white tank top - pulling them on. Once she was dressed again, she climbed into the bed and rested her back against her pillow. She rolled her neck a few times, hearing it crack in several places, then picked up her laptop from the bed beside her.
Opening the lid, she watched the screen pop to life and waited patiently for the internet to connect. She opened her email and saw 17 new messages sitting there, each a new follower on Twitter.
"Bots," she mumbled to herself, before clicking the delete box beside each without opening them. Just as she had finished deleting the last one, her instant message box opened and she smiled to herself when she saw his name.
Hello beautiful.
Settling down against her pillow, she stretched her legs out in front of her, a pleasant knot already tightening in her stomach.
Well, hello there, handsome.
She waited. It had been a long time since they'd had this time together and she knew it was going to be amazing. She just had to be patient.
How are you this evening? Settled into bed?
He always knew, didn't he? They had a sixth sense about each other and the first time she had noticed it, she knew they belonged together.
I'm quite well, thank you. Settled into bed just fine, yes. How are you? In your favorite chair?
She grinned at his response.
You're so smart, my love. I wish you were sitting in it with me.
The words penetrated right through her soft skin and attacked the butterflies in her stomach. God how she wanted to be in that chair with him.
I do, too. I have an itch that needs to be scratched.
One hand moved from the keyboard and drifted to her breast. She started to rub and pinch her erect nipple through her shirt, causing a breathy moan to escape her lips.
I have just the tool you need for that, baby. Come have a seat. I'll make it all better.
She pinched her nipple hard before putting both hands on the keyboard again.
Please do, baby. Tell me how you're going to make it all better.
She was going to be selfish tonight. They usually split the duty, but it had been so long. She wanted this and she would take it. He'd let her. He always did, because he knew she would return the favor. And she would. Over and over again.
Just as his words came across the screen, in short sentences, she pushed the laptop off to her side, setting it on the bedspread and let her hands roam her body.
I let my hands run down your body, touching you through your thing pajamas and feeling the goosebumps rise.
You smile at me as your lips ghost over my neck and I concentrate on pulling your shirt off over your head.
You are so beautiful, sitting across my lap, your shirt dropped to the ground, and your pert breasts begging for my mouth to taste them, to suck them, to bite them.
Her breathing became labored as she moved forward and pulled her tank off over her head, giving her hands direct access to her aching nipples. She took them into her hands and twisted the hard nubs and groaned when heat shot through her belly and down between her legs.
My lips descend to your breasts, pulling one hard nipple into my mouth and sucking gently.
I let my hand - the one not tangled in your long, beautiful hair - graze over your stomach before rolling your other nipple between my fingers.
I use my teeth to bite down gently on your nipple, causing you to curse and scrape your teeth against my neck.
The thing she loved about him was the picture he could paint with his words. But she needed more. Now. She reached one hand over and quickly typed with one finger:
I need you, baby.
He always understood.
I push you off my lap quickly, pulling your pants down along with your panties.
I let you unzip my pants and pull out my throbbing cock. You turn around and I pull you down quickly, plunging my cock deep inside your wet pussy.
She groaned aloud as she dropped her hand underneath her pants and found her clit. It was hard and wet and the slightest touch had her panting in pleasure. Fuck, she needed to come. She wanted him so bad.
I pound my cock into you, you pressing down with each of my thrusts.
Frantic to bring pleasure to us both, my hands reach around and rub and pull at your breasts and nipples.
My tongue trails along your spine.
I love the way your ass smacks against my hip bones and I can't stop staring.
She plunged two fingers insider of her quickly, her thumb continuing to rock against her clit. She needed release. She needed it now. She could take her time later.
She didn't type it, but she knew he could feel her when she said, "Make me cum."
I slide one hand down your stomach, scratching the skin and marking it as my own.
My thumb comes in contact with your swollen nub and I press down hard as I slam my cock deep inside of you.
We both scream out as our orgasms take over our bodies.
And she did cum then, her body shaking and stars exploding before her eyes, as her pussy convulsed. Pleasure swept over her and a thin layer of sweat covered her brow. She removed her fingers from her hole, but let her thumb continue to brush over her slick clit, causing her stomach to clench over and over again, with new waves of her orgasm coursing through her.
Finally, she sat back up against her pillow and allowed herself to grab the laptop from the bed, placing it, once again, on her lap.
But he had signed off.
She groaned and closed the lid, before tossing it to the side. "Dammit," she muttered. "I didn't even get to return the favor."
"Well, you can do it next time." She looked up when he walked in the door, completely naked, his cock erect in front of him. He strode towards her with purpose as a feral grin swept over her face. He pulled her pants off of her completely and plunged his cock inside of her dripping cunt.
She cried out and cursed, "Fuck yes."
His eyes rolled into the back of his head when she clenched the walls of her pussy around him. "Did you like that, baby?"
As his hips pushed against her over and over again, she moaned in appreciation. "Let's do it again tomorrow night."
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