Always Been You

“Oh honey” Katherine heard Jensen say. “Don’t move like that”

She turned around so she could face him. “Jensen,” she said. Her breath against his neck.

“Hmmm” he murmured sleepily as he pulled her closer and she buried her face in his neck. He sniffed her hair and smiled contentedly.

“You just got home?” Katherine asked.

“Hmmmm” Jensen murmured again.

“What time is it?” she asked.

“Three thirty” Jensen replied

Katherine sat up, her brows came together as she frowned. “What?” she said. “And you are just coming home?”

“Yep” Jensen replied, his eyes still closed as he lay beside her.

“Look Jensen,” Katherine began. “I know you have a lot to do and I know that you are really busy at work. But you have to make out time to be with us at home. The kids and I need you and I don’t want this to become a habit”

Jensen sighed. He knew she was right. He opened his eyes then he wrapped a hand around her waist and pulled her down to the bed so she was lying next to him again.

“I know, baby,” he said. “And I’m so sorry. It’s just that we have so many ongoing projects at the office and it’s gonna take a lot of time to complete. We have deadlines and so there’s a particular amount of work we have to handle each day so we know that we are making progress. But don’t worry, honey. I will try to hurry things up at the office so I can come home early”

Katherine nodded. “Alright. Thank you” she said. She snuggled closer to him and then she laughed softly when she felt the hard ridge of him pressed into her stomach.

“I thought you said you were tired, honey. Aren’t you supposed to be?” she asked teasingly.

Jensen chuckled. “I am,” he said. “But not so tired that my body won’t react to you being pressed up against me like that”

Katherine giggled and reached up. She cupped his face in her soft hands and kissed him deeply. He kissed her back softly, and then deeply and hungrily. He kissed her over and over, tasting her as if it were the first time. She was as sexy to him as she’d always been. Maybe more so.

He pulled back, trying to control himself, but Katherine moaned in protest. She caught his hand and brought it to the apex of her thighs.

He felt her heat, even beneath the nightie she wore. And when he pressed his palm against her, her already labored breathing sped up.

“Jensen,” she whispered, then gasped again. “Oh!”

Her hand covered his, and she pressed down against his palm. He listened to her shallow, rhythmic breaths, her small cries. And clenched his teeth to keep from fol-lowing her climax with his own.

“I want to be inside you.” Jensen said softly.

She didn’t say anything, but helped him pull her boxer shorts down. She pushed him back to bed and he tried to rise, then lifted her nightie and mounted his cock as she wore no panties. Since she was already wet from her own orgasm, he slid inside her with no resistance, and he expelled a pent up sigh.

Silently she began riding him, her movements slow and deliberate, her gaze locked on him. He liked it when she took charge like this. He lifted her hands and peeled off her nightie.

With her breasts so close to his mouth, he couldn’t resist tasting them, couldn’t resist squeezing them together and relishing their soft fullness against his hands, against his tongue.

“Can I touch you?” he said softly.

“Yes,” she said, and he slid his hands over her torso, around her hips, to her ass.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He pressed her harder against him, coaxed her into a faster pace as the sweet tension mounted inside him. A few more strokes was all it would take, but he wanted her there with him, wanted to give her a little bonus for giving him such hot sex and always making him happy.

Slipping his fingers down, he caressed her hot little clit, he found her most sensitive spot and massaged her there. She gasped and ground against him, contracted around his cock, almost with him…A little more, and she’d be there…He pushed farther, flexed inside her, tried hard to hold himself back until just the right moment.

She came hard, bucked against him, cried out, and he let himself go, too. Just the way he’d wanted it. He spilled himself, felt the pure, white hot release shooting out of him again and again, his cries mingling with hers until she collapsed against him.

He could feel her heartbeat, listened to their breathing, which slowed to normal again as minutes passed, and finally she stirred.

She sat up and looked at him and then smiled, she rolled over to her side of the bed.

“That was amazing,” she said. “You know, Jensen, There are things I want to tell you but let me wash off first”

Jensen nodded slowly, still spent from their love making.