It was late, the moon hung high in the sky as Emily slowly made her way up the stairs to her bedroom. She had just come home from getting her pixie cut trimmed and was feeling a little frisky. As she entered her room, she noticed the light was still on and saw the figure of her husband, James, sitting on the bed.
“I thought you would be asleep already,” Emily said, as she closed the door behind her.
James looked up and smiled. “I was waiting for you. I wanted to talk to you about something.”
Emily walked over to the bed and sat down next to him. She could feel the heat radiating off his body and her heart began to race. She reached up and gently brushed a stray hair out of her face.
“What is it?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
James took a deep breath and reached out to take Emily’s hand. “I’ve been thinking about us, about our relationship. And I want to make sure we’re still…intimate.”
Emily’s heart skipped a beat. She had been feeling the same way, but was too afraid to bring it up. She nodded, her eyes never leaving James’s.
“I want that too,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
James stood up and walked over to the dresser, where he pulled out a small box. He turned around and opened it, revealing a black lace bra.
“I bought this for you,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “I want to see you in it.”
Emily’s heart raced as she stood up and took the bra from James. She slowly undressed, letting the fabric slide over her skin. When she was finished, she turned around to face James, her breasts encased in the delicate lace.
James’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Emily. He stepped closer to her, his hands reaching out to touch her. Emily moaned as his fingers brushed against her nipples, sending shivers down her spine.
“I want you,” James whispered, his lips brushing against Emily’s ear.
Emily turned around, her eyes meeting James’s. She reached up and pulled him close, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. James’s hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts and ass. Emily moaned as James’s fingers found their way to her pussy, teasing her clit through the lace of her bra.
“I want you inside me,” Emily whispered, her voice husky with desire.
James nodded, his eyes dark with need. He quickly undressed, his cock springing free. Emily moaned as she took in the sight of him, her pussy already wet with desire.
James led Emily over to the bed, laying her down on her back. He gently removed her bra, his lips finding her nipples. Emily moaned as he sucked and bit at her, her hands reaching down to touch his cock.
James groaned as Emily’s fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him up and down. He reached down and spread her legs, his fingers finding her wet pussy.
“I want to taste you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
Emily nodded, her eyes wide with desire. James’s tongue darted out, licking at her clit. Emily moaned as he sucked and teased her, her hips bucking against his face.
“I’m going to cum,” Emily whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
James nodded, his tongue working faster. Emily moaned as she came, her juices flowing freely. James lapped at her, drinking her in.
“I want you inside me,” Emily whispered, her voice husky with desire.
James nodded, his cock already slick with pre-cum. He positioned himself at her entrance, slowly pushing inside. Emily moaned as he filled her, her pussy gripping him tight.
James began to thrust, his hips moving in time with Emily’s. She moaned as he hit her g-spot, her orgasm building once again.
“I’m going to cum,” Emily whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
James nodded, his thrusts becoming faster. Emily moaned as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock. James groaned, his own orgasm close behind.
“I’m going to cum,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
Emily nodded, her eyes wide with need. James thrust one last time, his cock twitching as he came. Emily moaned as she felt him fill her, her pussy still gripping him tight.
James collapsed on top of her, his breathing heavy. Emily wrapped her arms around him, her heart still racing.
“I love you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
James smiled, his eyes meeting Emily’s. “I love you too.”
They lay there, their bodies still entwined, their hearts beating as one. The night was still, the only sound the soft whispers of their love.
