Working Day and Night

Imagine coming home from another long day at work to find Michael asleep in your bed. He must have let himself in. Not wanting to wake your resting angel, you head straight for the bathroom.

You return to the bedroom to find that Michael had shifted to lay on his back while you were in the shower, but as far as you can tell he is still sleeping. You pull on your favorite nightie (I’m sorry if you don‘t have one) then climb in the bed, careful not to move too much and wake him. You get under the covers and put your arm over his chest.

You’re surprised to hear him call your name as he turns his body to yours. “Where you been?” he asks in a sleep-deepened voice.

“I had to work late again.”

“Well why didn‘t you call?”

“It didn’t cross my mind.”

Michael sits up in the bed and glares down at you. “You do realize that you would be peeved if it didn‘t cross my mind to call. What if something had happened to you?”

You sit up too and hold his face in your palms. “You’re right, it was stupid and I’m very sorry. Forgive me?”

He takes your hands off his face and holds them firmly in his hands. “Sorry isn‘t good enough baby promise you‘ll call next time.”

You drop your gaze and whisper “I promise.”

Michael runs his eyes over you then he puts your arms around his shoulders and cuddles you against his chest. He glances down at the tops of your breasts then brings his dark eyes back up to meet yours. “You‘ve been at work so much lately and it‘s like we never see each other.” He leans in to give you a kiss. “I miss you.” He kisses you again and again. “God, I miss you so much.” He moves his lips to your neck where he sucks and nibbles at your skin.

You melt under his kisses as you try to remember the last time you felt his soft, warm touch let alone the last time you felt him inside you. Crap he’s right, it’s been ages. Michael pushes you onto your back and tugs every bit of clothing off of you. He kicks off his pajama-bottoms then, shifting down your body, draws one hardening nipple into his warm wet mouth as his hand closes around the other breast and gently squeezes it. Then he switches, now his tongue is flicking one nipple as he runs the pad and nail of his thumb back and forth across the other. Your muscles quiver with excitement under his sensual onslaught and when he finally raises his mouth from your breasts, you pull him up to your lips again.

Michael urges your legs apart and settles in the cradle of your thighs, his hardness nudging the heart of you. His breath leaves cool spots on your heated flesh as he kisses your neck, licking and sucking the vein there. Michael takes your lips again and without further ado catches you under the knees as he drives himself into your hot, welcoming body.

Moans erupt from both of you as Michael thrusts into you. His hands drift over the tops of your legs, then he brings your thighs up to lock them around his waist.

His body is so warm above yours. You moan with pleasure as he drives into you over and over, making you cry, “Aaahh Michael don‘t stop baby please!”

He goes harder and faster. It’s a sudden rush as your pleasure is doubled. You clutch your hand in his hair as if it is your only anchor to sanity as you begin to shake and shudder beneath him, your inner walls clenching and unclenching. Your heart hammers as he gently strokes you inside again. He plunges deeper, giving you all of him and you can feel him throbbing inside you now. Michael lets out a whimper and his body begins to tremble. He lays on top of you, working himself slow and steady in and out as he milks himself inside you.

He softly whispers, “Baby girl I love you so much.” and presses a soft kiss to your lips before moving to lay next to you.
You snuggle close to him, wrapping your legs around his. Both of you are intertwined as you stare into each others eyes, whispering 'I love yous' and smiling widely until sleep overcomes you.

Wouldn't have it any other way