Chapter 36

It was nearly nine in the morning when I quietly slipped in the front door at home. Home. I had only lived in the house for little over two months but it already felt like home. All pretense about this being temporary had gone from my mind. I didn't want to move, I didn't want to go back to living alone and I certainly didn't want to see less of James. This past month had shown me how hectic our lives could be, I felt I was barely seeing James as it was.
I felt dizzy, almost high from having been at work for over 24 hours, I was almost walking beside myself as I made my way upstairs. I had slept in fits and starts during the night, but never deeply or for long, wary of the baby sleeping on my chest.
James was asleep on his back, having nearly kicked his covers off in the warm June morning. I undressed quickly and crawled into bed with a happy sigh. I didn't want to disturb James but I couldn't resist inching up to him as close as I could, resting my head on his shoulder. I wrapped a leg over his and rested my arm on his chest. He gave a happy hum and I felt his arm close around my back.
«Morning. Welcome home,» he mumbled and kissed my forehead lazily.
«Morning sweetheart.» I kissed his shoulder.
«Everything all right?»
«Yeah, just tired. Don't let me sleep past 1pm.» Then I was out like a light.

The next thing I knew was James' mouth on the back of lower thigh. At least I made the assumption it was him, as I was lying on my stomach hugging a pillow and couldn't see who was doing the kissing. His hands were slowly caressing my legs as he kept kissing my skin.
«Well this is a nice wake-up call,» I mumbled into the pillow. «What time is it?»
«3pm.» James voice was muffled against my skin as he moved his kisses higher on my thigh.
«I told you not to let me sleep past 1,» I said, not even slightly annoyed.
«You were sleeping so soundly,» James argued. His lips trailed ever higher on my thigh, moving on to my buttock. It was then I realised I was naked. Which was odd, because I distinctly remembered having my panties on when I had crawled into bed that morning. James' mouth kissed and nuzzled my bum, then opened his mouth and bit it teasingly.
«James, why am I naked?»
«Mmm. Magic,» he mumbled airily. He kept nuzzling the skin on my bum and lower back, kissing and licking at it. Gradually his hands moved higher and higher along the sensitive skin on inside of my thighs and I unconsciously spread my legs a little. When I thought about it I couldn't pinpoint the last time James and I had made love, not properly. We'd managed to get in a few desperate shags, but mostly we didn't have time. Or just didn't have the energy. I had missed our closeness, missed the attention, missed feeling adored and wanted. He moved slowly, intent on teasing me by building anticipation. I squirmed under his touch, huffing impatiently. His hand had come to rest on my inner thigh, as far up as it would go, his fingers only inches from my pussy. I arched my back a little, pushing my bum up towards him, egging him on. Still nibbling and licking at the skin on my hip and bum he moved his hand slightly and I felt his fingers rub lightly against my clit. By now I was too impatient for light, teasing touches and pressed my hips down into the mattress, rubbing my pussy against his fingers and moaning into the pillow. James moved his hand a little and I gasped as I felt his thumb slide inside me. His thumb slid out of me again and I instinctively I arched my back and pushed my pussy against his hand.
«You like that..?» James breathed against my skin.
«Uh-huh,» I whinced, hugging the pillow. James somehow managed to have his thumb inside me and still keep a finger on my clit. His slow teasing had made me incredibly turned on, and I kept rocking against his hand, feeling his thumb work inside me and his fingers rub against my clit. It wouldn't be enough to make me come, but just enough to offer slow, enticing pleasure. His thumb slid out of me one last time then his hand disappeared.
«Turn around,» he ordered, taking my hips in a firm hold and flipping me around. Looking up at James he was sitting on his knees between my legs, still fully clothed.
«I want to feel your skin,» I said as I sat up and inched closer to him, pulling his t-shirt off and tossing it to the side. Once it was off I trailed my palms over the warm, soft skin on his shoulders and arms, then his chest while kissing him slowly. He hummed, running his tongue over my lip and I opened my mouth to him. My hands fell to his jeans and I ran my palms over his thighs and over the bulge straining against the denim, rubbing his cock slowly.
«Undo them,» he said, somewhere halfway between an order and a plea. I did as he said, unbuttoned his jeans and slipped my hand down the front of his boxers, seizing hold of his throbbing cock. He drew a sharp intake of breath at the touch and I nibbled teasingly at his bottom lip as I caressed him in his boxers.
«You like that...?» I breathed, echoing his question from before. He gave the same wince in reply. I ran a thumb over his wet head, pumping him lazily, teasing him the same way he had teased me. His hands were tangled in my hair, holding my face as close as possible as he kissed me passionately. «Jeans. Off.» I mumbled in between kisses, pulling my hand out of his boxers. He wriggled out of his jeans and boxers, then sat on his knees again and pulled me into his lap. I loved the closeness of this position, being face to face with him, straddling his lap, both being able to hold each other tightly, caress each others back and tangle our hands into each others hair. I raised my hips a little and guided him inside me. As I sank down on him I bit my lip, not breaking his gaze. James drew a ragged breath as he entered me.
«Last time we did this you were all... greasy,» James said with a quiet chuckle.
«Hopefully I wont slide off this time,» I said and kissed the side of his neck lazily, holding still and just enjoying the intimacy, the feel of him inside me.
«Well, actually, sliding is kind of the poi--» James began and I bit his skin teasingly to cut him off.
«Shut up,» I warned and he gave a little snort of laughter.
«I've missed this,» he said quietly, trailing kisses along my jawline. «I've missed you.»
«I've missed you too, baby,» I sighed. For the first time in what felt like months I was completely in the moment. For once I didn't worry about my patients, I didn't think about my motorcycle license or stressing over when my next shift was. All that existed in my consciousness was James, how his touches and kisses made me feel, the feel of him inside me, being at one with him, and everything that I felt for him. Letting go of my stress and concerns brought everything here and now into sharp focus, making me feel more aroused and more sensitive to everything James was doing to me. His strong arms closer around my lower back, taking control of the speed with which I moved my hips. He groaned into my hair and one hand slid down to grab my buttock in a firm hold. I nibbled and kissed his any part of his skin I could reach as I worked my hips up and down, gradually building speed. My arms were wrapped around his shoulders, one hand taking a hold on his neck, clinging tightly to him. James moaned my name, panting heavily as he raised his hips a little to meet my thrusts. «Oh god! James!» I winced in his ear, then sucked on his earlobe, biting it lightly with my teeth. Everything that was happening just seemed to work, heightening my sense of arousal. Clinging tightly to James, feeling his body slide against mine as I raised my hips to slip him in and out of me. His big, strong hand on my buttock, helping me raise my hips. His huffs and moans and his heavy panting, the smell of his aftershave and of sex. I pulled back a little to look into James eyes, nearly unable to focus through my haze of passion and pleasure. «I'm gonna come,» I breathed, my voice high in pitch from the increasing pleasure. James didn't say anything, maybe he wasn't able to because he was breathing open-mouthed, groaning throatily. His other hand found my other buttock and he helped me grind faster and harder against him. I swore under my breath and closed my eyes, focusing on nothing but the feeling of his cock inside me, the friction and the pleasure rapidly swelling to its peak. My arms were wrapped around James shoulders, both my hands tangled in his hair. I felt James tilt his head down, leaning forward a little and then cried out his name when his mouth closed around a nipple. Instinctively I raised my chest against his mouth and he sucked hard on my nipple, his tongue swirling around it. The sensation sent me reeling. A few more quick thrusts and I was pushed over the edge. I grinded my hips frantically against James, prolonging the orgasm, getting as much pleasure out of it as I could. James' mouth let go of my nipple when he also let go, his breath felt cold against my wet nipple when he gave a long moan, then buried his face against my shoulder to muffle himself as he kept groaning through his orgasm. «It's been way too long since we did that,» I said a little breathlessly, running a hand through James' hair. He was resting his forehead against my shoulder, still regaining his breath. He raised his head and looked into my eyes.
«Yeah, way too long,» he panted. He gave me a warm and serene smile then cupped my head in his hands and kissed me slowly. Once again I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, just hugging him tight, still feeling him inside me as I enjoyed my afterglow. I didn't want to move from him, didn't want to break this moment of intimacy and love. James just held me close, running one hand lovingly up and down my back. I could've fallen asleep like that, slumped against James with my chin resting on his shoulder.
«I should go take a shower,» I mumbled sleepily. «But I don't want to move.»
«Me neither,» James sighed. «How about we go in the shower together?» He suggested.
«I might be able to move for that,» I smiled and gave his shoulder a kiss before climbing off him and out of bed.