She stood at the kitchen sink feeling all domestic. He was home for dinner tonight and it was nice to be able to cook. Potatoes rumbled across each other as she ran some water over them, rubbing the remnants of dirt from their skin. She felt Him move behind her and she shivered before His hand even lifted the hair from her neck. He kissed her just below her ear. Her toes curled.

'Quit it!' she said playfully, trying to shrug Him off so she could continue cooking dinner.
'No' He murmured in her ear, sending shivers up her spine.

His hands dropped to her waist and tucked themselves under her shirt. Her breasts were aching with anticipation of His touch while His fingers were still exploring her tummy. Her nipples strained against the lace of her bra. He pressed His groin into her ass, trapping her against the cabinets. She reached forward and turned the water off. She knew from the way He pressed against her that He wasn't just mucking around.

He held her there for a while, exploring her body with His hands, rubbing himself against her. His fingers slid beneath her bra to squeeze her nipples. She found herself pressing back against Him. He bit her neck then whispered in her ear that she tasted good. She felt her knees grow weak.

'Oh baby,' she groaned, 'now, please now?'
'Yes' He grunted and released her enough so that she could turn around. He pressed His groin into hers and captured her lips with His teeth. This time her knees did buckle and He manoeuvred her towards the bench. He lifted her onto it and they both realised that it was too high for their purpose.

'Fuck,' He hissed and her giggles turned into whimpers as He took advantage of her height and lifted her shirt. His teeth found her nipples through the lace. She reached behind her quickly to unclip her bra then held His head to her breast, arching her back to offer more of it to Him.

'Oh god Baby. Now, please? Please?' she pleaded.
'Hang on to me.' He ordered and she did.

She wrapped her legs around Him and clung to His shoulders. He carried her to the table and placed her on the edge. As soon as she was seated her hands went to His pants and in her haste she struggled with the zip, until He pushed her hands away and took care of it Himself.

'Impatient slut,' He growled and she took it as a compliment and wrapped her legs around His waist again, drawing Him towards her.
'Cock hungry little whore.' He grunted at her as she reached between them to guide His cock inside her.

He pulled her head back by her hair and bit at her lips as He thrust Himself into her. She stopped trying to think and gave in to doing whatever He wanted her to do. She became His compliant little fuck toy. His sexual slave and He treated her as such, pulling her this way and that to increase His pleasure. She shifted easily, watching His eyes for the telltale signs that He was about to come.

She tried to reach between them and He slowed for a moment to allow her fingers access. She ran them over the part of His cock that was not buried inside of her.

'God,' she whispered. 'Its so hot and wet.' She held her fingers up to His mouth and He bit them while He thrust Himself into her again. His fingers slid under her ass and He lifted her slightly, pulling her onto Him. His body was slamming into hers. His eyes clouded over. She kissed His throat as His body started to shudder. She shuddered and moaned with Him, feeling it even though the orgasm was His alone. His hands moved to her back and He held her tightly to Him. She kissed His chin. He moved so that His lips covered hers. His cock throbbed inside her.

'God, I love Your cock!' she exclaimed and He laughed.
'What about the rest of me?' He asked.
'Well, that's nice too.' She wrapped her arms tighter around His neck. His cock had not softened and she tightened her muscles against it to help keep it that way.
'You know,' He whispered, 'I could do that again.'
'But then You will be starving before dinner is ready.' She ran her nails across His shoulders and felt Him shiver.
'Uh huh.' He kissed a line down her neck.
'We could get take out?'
'Uh huh.' He tucked His fingers under her ass and lifted her from the table. She held Him around the neck, her legs still wrapped tightly around His waist. 'I wont make it up the stairs.'
'The couch,' she said and He nodded and carried her through to the other room.

It was another 40 minutes before they remembered to order food and at least 30 minutes after that before it arrived. He pulled on His jeans to answer the door. They ate naked, sitting on the floor where they had just been making love. They enjoyed the warmth of each other's body, touching, kissing, talking between mouthfuls of deliciously decadent food. When they had both eaten more than they should He wrapped His arms around her and she played with His fingers while they dozed.

This morning, I went downstairs to make tea and discovered three potatoes waiting patiently on the bottom of the sink.

I smiled contentedly as I put them away.