Page 97 of Offensive Plays

“You always smell so good,” she says burying her face into my neck.

“I made you dinner.”

“You did?” She smiles. “Well aren’t you just a domesticated king.” She says lifting the lids on the pots.

“Uh-uh, I swat her hand away. Go sit down. Pregnant mamas get served. Or did you forget?”

A smile lifts on the corner of her lips and I kiss her again.

“Sit,” I say.

“Fine, bossy.”

I serve the homemade spaghetti and meatballs and open the oven to pull out the garlic rolls.

“I made everything except the bread,” I admit, grabbing a plate for myself and walking over to the dining table.

Libby sniffs the air and closes her eyes. “Oh my god is that…”

“Mmhmm, our favorite bread from our first date. I had the chef courier over some rolls and they included the garlic butter.”

Libby reaches for the bread first and rolls her eyes back as she chews. “Wow. It’s heaven,” she says lifting it to eye level to inspect it.

“I’m glad you like it.”

“You spoil me.”

“I’d be an idiot not to. You deserve that and so much more.”

She leans over and kisses me and I taste the lingering butter on her lips.

“Eat up,” I say to her. “You’re going to need your energy.”

She pops another piece of bread into her mouth and says, “Why?”

“You’ll see,” I say, grabbing my own roll and taking a bite.

An hour later we’ve both eaten and showered and she’s screaming out her orgasm. Holding my head in place as I lap her up.

“That tongue of yours, Michael Ferguson. It’s a national treasure,” she says, catching her breath.

I kiss her one more time before sitting her up and sliding her onto my lap on the bed. We sit crosslegged as her slick center welcomes my length, slowly sliding down my shaft until I’m fully seated in her.

A long and soft groan erupts from her throat.

“Mmm, I can’t get enough of you, butterfly.”

She wraps her arms around my neck and rides my cock. The rungs from my Jacob’s ladder creating the friction her body needs with each motion.

“You never told me…” she says.

“What baby?”

“You never told me what made you get these delicious piercings?”

I watch her come undone on me. I drive into her until she’s panting before flipping her onto her back and meeting her thrust for thrust.

Her back arches up on the bed as another release rips through her and I follow her over the edge only a few moments later.