HOMECOMING

He squirmed impatiently in his seat. He willed the other passengers who grazed for places to sit and luggage room to park it. This was like herding cats. He rapped his fingers on the armrest and sighed several more times before the sky witches took their places at center aisle for their show.
“Blah blah blahhhhh” he hummed and looked around carelessly. He tapped his fingers some more. When the old biddy next to him cleared her throat and glared, he returned a syrupy sweet albeit fake smile and proceeded to nibble at a hangnail he’d made.

“Let’s go let’s GOOOOO” he muttered.

The flight took off and the countdown began.  He fussed with his games and pretended to watch the movie. He closed his eyes but all he could see was her. They slammed open and he continued to search for distractions. Finally, the plane growled to the ground and roared to a stop. He lept out of his seat and climbed over people to get off. There were lots of “Well!”s and “Screw you”s. He didn’t hear them. He just kept moving.  He dialed and left a simple message.
“On the ground.”
 Not even bothering with the time for it would be stamped when the voice mail was picked up.
He was pleased that he had gotten everything in to one bag. No checked luggage. His car was waiting for him and he all but dove inside.

“Ready?” his driver asked.

“More than. Let’s roll.” And they headed out. He made himself comfortable with a drink and more finger drumming. His driver closed the divider and turned up the music.  The city waved goodbye to their limo as they crawled out along the interstate into more sloping land and wider spaces. He found himself breathing more slowly and felt his shoulders give. He was relaxing. The car gently pulled over to the side of the road.

“Where? What are you…” but he tapped the glass to have his driver lower it. He glanced out the window to see her car. She was leaning against it.

“Little girl…do you need some help?” he laughed. She was standing in her mink coat and his favorite shoes; black silk numbers that tied around her slim ankles. She was almost in tears.

“I wanted to surprise you and pick you up myself. And then I hit the damned pot hole and I have a flat. The service won’t be here for an hour. I had reservations.” She pouted.

He got out and ushered her to the car. “Leave it. We’ll call and take care of it later.”

She turned and hugged him. “I’m sorry. I wanted to welcome you home.” And she kissed him lightly on the mouth. He tasted tears and hugged her back.

“You just did.” he soothed and followed her in.  They sat next to each other holding hands intertwining their fingers.

“How was your flight?” she asked softly.

“Long.”

“How was your day?”

“Longer.”

They half laughed and glanced out their windows. He reached for her knee, petting it through her silky coat. It fell open to reveal her firm sexy legs. He drew his thumb along the back of her knee enjoying the softness of her skin. She sighed, laying her hand atop his. He leaned in and kissed her ear breathing in her perfume that had been lightly sprayed across his travel clothes this past week. It was intoxicating. He turned more to the side and reached under her coat. There was nothing else in his way. His eyes flashed in surprise.

“Miss?” he whispered

She giggled. “Yes sir?” she drawled and sat up straight parting her legs enough so that he could confirm his suspicions.

“Where are your clothes?”

She gasped and wound her arms around his neck. “WHAT?” She asked in mock astonishment. “Nothing? Oh good LORD they must’ve fallen off when I hit that pot hole…” She leaned in and kissed his chin and traced along his jaw to his ear. “What will we do?” she nibbled.

He turned so that he was on his knees in front of her. He ran his hands across her legs up to her hips; his thumbs gently rubbing circles along the warmest part of her body. She groaned and laid back a little resting her hands once again above his so that she could feel him, not interfere but allow him to reintroduce himself to her skin. Her body burned with desire. She moaned and moved with his touch. Her breath came in soft jagged whimpers along with his name. He loved the sounds she made. He kissed the top of her leg and traced his tongue gently along her flesh. He parted the seam of her coat and sweeping his arms under her pulled her toward him and lay her out along the back of the car. His kiss was eager and hungry. Her skin tasted sweet and warm. He’d missed her body in the time that he was away She arched up to meet every brush of his fingers, her thighs tightening with need. She gasped as the first wave took her her by surprise. Like electricity it shot through her scorching her from the inside. She cried out and pulled away, breathless. He giggled and reached for her once again.

“Where you going so soon?” he cooed and tugged at the furry lapels. She leaned in and kissed him fully. God how he loved the taste of her. They inhaled each other’s ecstacy and began again.

“Oh nowhere. But turnabout is fair play, don't you think?” and her body loomed above him. She began to kiss the buttons open from his shirt. Her tongue was warm and soft as she pulled at his clothes. He scooted back and helped her. His body was hard as a rock and he needed to feel her. Her hands touched him, traced him and engulfed him. He could only moan, paralyzed by the soft strength of her body. She kissed along his shoulders and firmly wrapped her legs around him. She moved slowly only permitting him to slide against her. The heat was unbearable. He whispered against her flesh how he needed to taste her again, to feel her. He slipped his hands along her spine relishing the herd of goose bumps that danced along her skin. Her fingers gripped his shoulders and arms.

“Oh how I’ve missed you” she sighed and let him in. Her body seemed to grab him. He grunted and pushed against her. She gasped and moved eagerly to enjoy the length of his body. He kissed the hollow of her throat and pushed her away to tease her nipples. She bucked against him, purring his name. He could feel every muscle inside of her begin to shake. He pushed again, desperately wanting to be closer to her, in her. She lowered her head and softly bit his shoulder. He caught her mouth and tasted sweat and hunger. She began to move faster with a renewed eagerness. He sat back and clung to her hips. He reached up and pulled her hair so that her face was just above his own. They panted at each other, moving quickly and hard. He winced as the feeling began in his toes; a cold muscle cramp and then it snaked up through his legs and exploded through the rest of his body with a heat that raged and tickled at the same time. He gasped and clutched her. But her own body was quaking with such a desire and intimate pleasure that she almost pushed him away crying out once more. He pulled her down and rained kissed along her glistening flesh. She panted how she loved him. Their breath began to slow, their kisses became more gentle and curious; less aggressive. They tickled their fingertips along each others’ curves giggling over the shivers they created.
The car rolled to a stop, the gravel crunching beneath the all knowing tires. A soft knock tapped the window
“We’re home.”

“Yes we are.” She sighed and patted his chest. She pulled the coat around her and laughed at his disheveled hair and clothes.

“You were mauled.” She continued and twisted her shoe around so it fit better. He quickly pulled things back into place and they slicked hair, smoothed themselves and tried to get out of the car without laughing.

“Welcome home to me.” He smiled wrapping his hand around her waist. His body began to tingle at the knowledge of what wasn’t under the silky coat.

“Dinner? We can still make reservations.” She smiled.

“Maybe later.” And he patted her allowing her to at least get in the door before he wrapped her in his arms again.




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