I walked into the living room and saw her sitting on the couch with a blanket over her thighs. The TV was on and she watched it, but she didn’t have the same vigor in her gaze that she usually possessed.
I leaned over the back of the couch and kissed her on the shoulder. “Everything alright, baby?” I was shirtless and in just my sweatpants, the attire I wore around the house. I’d never been indoors for such a long time. I didn’t even go to the gym. I tried to do some workouts at home, doing sit-ups and push-ups in the living room.
She leaned back and looked up at me. “I’m not the kind of person who sits around and watches TV…not a fan of it.”
“Just be patient.”
She growled before she raised her head again. “I miss working…”
“I know.” I kissed the back of her head.
“I miss fucking.”
Immediately, my cock hardened in my boxers. It went to full mast surprisingly fast, breaking my best record. Sex was on my mind just as heavily. Sharing the same bed all night was pretty much torture. We used to make love every night before we went to sleep. Now, that routine was gone. “Everything will be back to normal soon.” It took all my strength to say those words and not pin her to the couch and fuck her then and there. I stepped away from the couch and walked to the dining room table. My laptop was there, so I opened it and got to work.
She turned around and looked at me over the back of the couch. “Diesel, you can go into the office. I’ll call you if I need anything.”
“Baby, I’m fine.”
She sighed in annoyance. “I get you don’t want me to work, but life goes on. You need to take care of your companies. If you think I’m gonna work the second you walk out, I won’t. If I say I won’t do something, I won’t.”
“That isn’t why I want to stay home with you. You know that.”
She turned back to the TV. “Alright…my offer is still on the table.”
I spent the rest of the day working, and I made dinner toward the end of the night. We ate at the table together, and Titan stared at my chest without hiding the intent in her gaze. The drought between us was affecting her just as deeply as it was affecting me.
Maybe our restraint wouldn’t last much longer.
When we got ready for bed, Titan took her clothes off instead of putting them on. She stood in front of me in just the gauze that was wrapped around her chest. She pushed her thong away and stared at me with a commanding gaze, telling me she was going to get what she wanted no matter how hard I fought it.
But I didn’t want to fight it.
Her fingertips played with the strings of my sweatpants, and she yanked the knot free. Then she pushed my pants and my boxers down together until my rock-hard cock emerged. He was thicker than he’d ever been before, suffering from the deepest drought of his life. She pushed my boxers past my thighs, letting my balls come free too. “Diesel.” She stepped closer to me, her lips nearly touching mine. Her fingertips cupped my balls and gently massaged them.
I let out an involuntary breath. Her warm fingers felt perfect against my balls, touching them exactly the way they should be touched.
“You’re gonna make love to me. That’s the end of the discussion.”
I didn’t want to say no, not when my balls felt so good in her fingertips. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.” She moved her lips to mine and kissed me slowly.
The second her mouth was on mine, I was gone.
“Be slow. Be gentle.”
I moved my hand into her hair, and I deepened the kiss, my balls tightening in her hands. I wanted to sink between her legs, move through her slickness and enjoy that overwhelming tightness. I wanted to show my woman I loved her, fall into the deep abyss of intimacy. I wanted to enjoy her body, touch her soul.
Her hands wrapped around my shaft, and she gently stroked me, touching me better than I touched myself. She knew exactly what I liked, what touches ignited me into a frenzy. Any other woman could touch me the same way, but it wouldn’t yield the same reaction. The only reason why I was so hot was because she was the woman I was hot for.
My woman.
I guided her to the bed then released her when the back of her knees hit the bed frame.
She guided herself back on the mattress, taking her time as she shifted her body up toward the headboard.
The second her back was against the sheets, I kicked off my bottoms and moved on top of her. My usually calm manner was gone now that my body was situated on top of hers. I’d been looking forward to this for over a week. Like I was a teenage boy and this was my first time, my hands slightly shook in anticipation.
My arms locked behind her knees, and I pinned her legs back as I positioned myself between her legs.
Her hair was sprawled across the pillow around her, and her hands immediately reached for my biceps so she had something to grab on to. Her lips were slightly parted, her anticipation for my dick heavy.
I tilted my hips and pressed the head of my cock against her entrance. With a gentle shove, I pushed past her tightness and slowly sank into her.
She inhaled deeply, her eyes
