Coming home to you is always exhilarating. I watch your eyes sparkle, and your lips dance animatedly as you share all the details of your days without me. I listen intently, my patience winning out over the need in my loins to touch you. You’ve waited patiently for me; the least I can do is be attentive before I ravish you.

Your brows furrow as you notice the expression on my face. “What?”

Caught!

“You’re so fuckin’ sexy; I want to fuck that slutty mouth of yours.”

You fall to your knees and grin wickedly.

“What are you waiting for?”