Late Hot Night

Michael POV:

I closed the door and pulled her hungrily into my arms. She sighed with pure delight as my hard mouth found her lips and lifted her into an even more intimate embrace.

“I’ve missed you,” i ground out against her responsive lips.

“I’ve missed you…too,” she whispered back.

I lifted her body against mine and deepened the kiss. She moaned under my lips. I caught my breath, my arms contracting hungrily. It had been a long, dry spell, and i was reacting badly to it. I felt myself go taut as the kiss moved into deeper, more urgent dimensions.

I bent to lift her, my mind no longer on pretense or fabrication. I had only one thought in my mind, to relieve the need that was drawing his powerful body as tight as a cable.

“Michael we…shouldn’t…” she tried to protest when i laid her out on the sofa and melted down onto her. My mouth stopped the halfhearted little protest. My hand was busy on fastenings. I groaned for her lift her body up a little, i tug at midi dress from the bottom a