When I get inside Vince’s place, I drop my stuff at the door, hop in the shower for a few minutes, get dressed and come downstairs (V plugs in my electronics while I’m upstairs). I always find him in the kitchen making dinner. The night was a little extra special.
“Hey, good looking,” I said as I kissed him. “You look amazing; navy is a good color on you. Need any help with getting dinner ready?”
“Hey, beautiful lady,” he answered, kissing me. “Thank you, navy is my favorite color. Thanks for asking but I don’t need help; the red wine is breathing, the white wine is in the freezer chilling, the table is set and the only things I need to do is put the lasagna in the oven and set the timer.”
“Hurry up,” I whispered in his ear when I hugged him. “I want you, my love.”
I left the kitchen as I was slowly taking my clothes off. I could hear Vince shove the lasagna into the oven, set the timer and his feet thudding in the carpet in the hallway as he followed my trail of clothing to his room. He found me on his bed - in just my panties - lying down on my side as I was pretending to read a magazine. I acted like I didn’t see him undress but HOLY SHIT - I saw him get undressed for the umpteenth time and this man is absolutely gorgeous.
“Babe?” Vince asked as he tossed the magazine off the bed as he climbed onto the bed. “Babe. You’re absolutely beautiful. Fuck. I’m so lucky to have you.”
I looked up at him and smiled a little bit. I hate getting compliments because they make me feel awkward as all get out. I lean forward to gently kiss this gorgeous man. He kisses me back; I could feel that he’s trying to restrain himself.
Vince rolls us so I’m on my back. I wrap my legs around his waist, he kneads both of my breasts quite hard. I moaned as I ripped my panties off, throwing them onto the floor. With one quick thrust, Vince was deep inside of my apex. I screamed his name. I felt his penis twitch; I knew that he was close to climaxing.
“Yessssssssss, baby,” Vince moaned as he was thrusting in and out of my apex. “I’m so close, my love. I’m so close!”
“Babe,” I whispered. “You feel so good. I’m so close too, my love!”
A few more thrusts, we climaxed hard together. He pulled out of me and wrapped me up tight in his arms. I moaned in happiness but he mistook that moan as me wanting him again. We started kissing, our hands were roaming each other’s body…he rolled us over so he was on his back. I got myself situated and slid down his rock hard penis.
“Fuck, my love,” Vince said. “Yessssssssss! I love how you feel wrapped around me as you ride me.”
“Oh my god, my love,” I moaned.
I rode him faster until we climaxed. As his penis was still twitching inside of me, he rolled us over so I was on my back. He started sucking my breasts as he began to thrust his penis inside of my apex. I moaned in pleasurable pain. He started to thrust deeper inside of me. I started to scream his name.
“Yessssssssss, my love,” Vince moaned as he thrusted harder in me. “Fuck, baby!!”
I kept screaming his name as he pounded deep and hard inside of me. His penis began to twitch. Several minutes later, we climaxed together. As we were catching our breath, the timer on the oven went off. I got out of bed, grabbed one of his shirts and headed to the kitchen. Vince groaned. Clearly, he wanted to stay in bed and make love/have sex some more but he got up, threw some clothes on and followed me into the kitchen to serve us dinner and wine.
“Have a seat, babe,” Vince said. “You’re not lifting a finger tonight. You’ve been super stressed enough lately with work and you’re always cleaning up after me, doing stuff for me without even asking for anything for yourself, taking care of me before you take care of yourself, loving me when I was unable to love you the way you deserve to be loved and for always being there for me.”
As much as I appreciate the fact that he’s FINALLY doing the cooking and serving food, I’m hoping that he’s going to follow through with the cleaning as well. I do, however, feel awkward/unaccustomed to this from him as I’d been the one doing most of the cooking and cleaning on and off for 17 almost 18 years.
“Thank you, darling,” I murmured as I handed him my plate. “The lasagna smells wonderful, baby. I appreciate you cooking dinner tonight.”
“You’re welcome, my love,” Vince replied, brushing some of my hair out of my eyes, kissed me and then handed the plate back to me.
I waited until Vince served himself before I started eating. This was by far the best lasagna he’s ever made to date and I told him so. He leaned down to kiss my cheek. We finished the wine and the lasagna in silence.
As I got up to assist him, Vince told me to go rest on the couch as he finished cleaning up. I transformed the couch into the pull out bed and relaxed as he was in the kitchen. I fell asleep immediately, unable to hear the commotion Vince was making cleaning up.
“Baby?” Vince asked. “Can you please wake up for me, my love? Baby, you need to take your contacts out before you lay down again; let’s get that taken care of before I serve dessert.”
“Yes, darling,” I said as I kissed him. “I’ll take out my contacts. Are you dessert tonight, my love?”
“Good,” he said. “No, I’m not. Neither are you though you ought to be, love. God, you’re so beautiful. Baby, I love you so much.”
“You can be my dessert any time that you want,” I said. “You go get dessert ready, handsome, I’ll go take out my contacts out.”
Vince chuckled as I got out of bed. I brushed my teeth, took out my contacts and threw on my back up pair of glasses. I bounced down the few stairs to find him. There he was, in the kitchen - with his back to the doorway - singing. I stood in the doorway watching Vince futz around and listening to him sing; he wasn’t into performing but he has a wonderful voice. I wish he’d sing around me more.
“Baby? Why don’t you sing more?” I asked. “You have a wonderful voice. I’ve always loved listening to you, baby.”
“Darling,” he said as he kissed me. “I don’t know, babe, but I’ll keep up the singing when you’re with me .”
I slipped both of my hands up between Vince’s chest and his shirt, sliding his shirt off of him. I grabbed his hand in order to lead him to his bed. We barely made it to his bed in the bedroom. Within seconds, he slid his penis inside of me.
“Yessssssssss,” I moaned. “Baby, you feel so good.”
“My love…” Vince started. “My god, darling. I love you so much!”
Moments later, we climaxed together moaning each other’s names. Vince pulled out, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on the top of my head.
“Babe? What was for dessert?” I asked. “You said that it wasn’t either one of us.”
“Oh,” he said. “It was brownies. They’re cool enough to eat now; I was hoping to add ice cream and chocolate syrup.”
“We can still do that!” I exclaimed.
We got up and quasi dressed, putting our brownies in bowls with ice cream, chocolate syrup and whipped cream. We didn’t talk much as I had a limited voice from a busy week at school and also from screaming his name. It was nice to eat in silence next to each other. Once I was done with my bowl, I couldn’t fight staying awake any longer and started to fall asleep at the kitchen table.
“Babe, let’s get you to bed, ok?” Vince said as he guided me to the pull out bed in the living room. “Hop into bed as graceful as you can, love. I’ll get the lights and the fan before I clean up the kitchen.”
All I could do was nod my head…I couldn’t tell if he saw me nod or not. The only energy I had left was to look at my Fitbit to see what time it was. I was shocked to see that it ready 8:30 pm. I was just so tired that I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I woke up very briefly during the night in a brief panic as I didn’t know where I was but Vince murmured that it was ok as I was with him at his place. I sighed in relief. I got myself situated in Vince’s arms again and immediately fell back asleep.
In the morning, Vince let me sleep in quite a bit. Once I was up, showered, my teeth brushed and dressed in one of his shirts, I went into the kitchen to find him.
“Morning, baby,” I said as I hugged and kissed him. “I hope that you slept well, my love. Let’s get back to bed…neither one of us have anywhere to go. I want you in me, baby.”
“Yes, baby,” Vince said as he took my hand and lead me to his room. “We’re going to stay in bed all day, baby.”
We both get on the bed…I got on my hands and knees as I was waiting for him. Seconds later, Vince slid his penis in my wet apex, thrusted a few times, pulled out and slid back into my apex. I moaned in pleasurable pain. I felt his penis get harder.
“Yes, my love,” I moaned. “Let’s not take a break, my love. We both need this so much, baby. Don’t stop until you’ve completely drained yourself in me, my love!”
“Yessssssssss, my love,” Vince moaned as he rammed his penis in my apex. “I won’t stop filling you up until my heavy balls are empty, my love. Trust me, love, this could take all day. You’re going to be full and so incredibly sore, my beautiful baby. Fuck, you’re so damn wet, darling.”
“Yes, my love,” I screamed. “Yesssssss. I love when you’re rough with me, my love. Harder, love. HARDER! God, my love…I love when you bite my nipples, my love. Fuck! Yessssssssss, my love. Take me like this all day, my love. God yessssssssss!”
We climaxed soon after. Throughout the day, we barely left his room as we spent most of the day ‘making love’. I loved this time with him as well as the times he held me in his arms when we weren’t intimate. We talked, we laughed and we occasionally napped but mostly we were intimate.
I almost blurted out that I’d marry him but I didn’t; I knew that despite loving him as much as I do, it wouldn’t be a healthy engagement/marriage. He knew this too; just wish he’d accept it.
