With the kids out of the house, we can stay here and be as loud as we want. Hopefully the rest of the evening would be much more pleasant. This is starting to hurt a little more. “Surprise! If it’s important to you, I’ll go get the damn eggs.”
I smile in relief and gratitude. I look over at you, “Hey baby?”
“Yes?”
“I hate to ask this, but I used the last of the eggs for your cake and now I don’t have any for breakfast tomorrow. One hand rubs slow circles on my back, the other is wrapped around me, keeping me close. You bring it around several times and insert the end into the tight mass so it won’t come loose. “Alright then.”
Your eyes take on a mischievous glint as you smile. And I never mind when you do. I- can’t-” Gasping for breath, you let me curl up in a ball to ride out the aftermath of the massive orgasm.
