It's not entirely better. His arms are still covered in sleeves. It is a start though. I bend downward to lead a trail of kisses from one breast to his chin. When his thought invades my head, the kiss on his neck becomes a bite.
I'm rather pleased to know that, even at age thirty four and expecting my third child, I'm still what he'd consider hot.
When I reach his chin, I pull away and straighten into a sitting position. A stare at him a moment later, tilting my head to consider his request. Then, I stand from the bed and begin to slowly undo my trousers. My eyes never leave his the entire time.
"And just where would you like me to touch you, Ewan?"
He's rubbed off on me, all these years. I can be just as much of a bastard as him.
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Date: 2008-04-28 12:36 am (UTC)I'm rather pleased to know that, even at age thirty four and expecting my third child, I'm still what he'd consider hot.
When I reach his chin, I pull away and straighten into a sitting position. A stare at him a moment later, tilting my head to consider his request. Then, I stand from the bed and begin to slowly undo my trousers. My eyes never leave his the entire time.
"And just where would you like me to touch you, Ewan?"
He's rubbed off on me, all these years. I can be just as much of a bastard as him.