It was a cool spring evening, the kind of night where the air is so crisp it bites at your skin like a hungry dog. Roni stood in front of the open refrigerator, searching for the last bits of greenery she could find for tonight’s dinner. Her lover, Jess, leaned against the kitchen counter, watching her intently. Roni felt the heat rising up in her cheeks as she realized she was wearing nothing but her silk robe, the ends of which were dangerously close to falling open.
She turned to face Jess, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal course through her veins. “What are you looking at?” she asked, her voice coming out huskier than usual.
Jess smirked, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, you’re looking pretty hot in that robe, that’s for sure.” He took a step forward, closing the distance between them. “Maybe I should help you find those herbs,” he whispered, his breath tickling her ear.
Roni shivered deliciously as Jess’s warm hand brushed against her bare arm. She knew they were supposed to be making dinner, but at this point, she couldn’t think about anything else but the way Jess was making her feel. With a sultry groan, she turned in his arms, pressing her body against his. “Maybe I don’t need any herbs,” she breathed, her lips finding his.
Their kiss deepened, becoming more urgent and desperate. Roni felt Jess’s hands slide up her back, cupping her bare bottom, as he pulled her even closer. She moaned into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair. They were both aware that they were standing right by the kitchen counter, but at this point, they couldn’t seem to care anymore. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them and their overwhelming desire for one another.
As their tongues danced together, Roni felt Jess’s hardness pressing against her stomach. She gasped, breaking the kiss for a moment. “Jess…I don’t think we should be doing this here,” she panted, her eyes darting around the kitchen. “We should find somewhere more…private.”
But even as she spoke, Jess reached down and cupped her between her legs, his fingers finding her wetness easily. “Oh, I don’t know,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire. “I think this might be just the right spot.” And with that, he lowered her onto his waiting erection, letting out a groan as they both sank down onto the cool kitchen counter.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their skin slapping together with each passionate thrust. Roni arched her back, her fingernails digging into Jess’ shoulders as she lost herself in the sensation of being taken by him. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her orgasm building inside her, threatening to break free at any moment.
Jess growled into her neck, his hips moving faster and faster as he sought his own release. He gripped her hips tightly, guiding her up and down on his length, their breath mingling in the air between them. Finally, with a deep, throaty moan, he thrust hard one last time, his body tense as he spilled himself deep inside her.
Roni felt a shudder run through her body as her own orgasm crashed over her, washing away all thought and leaving only the intense pleasure of being with Jess. Their lovemaking had been so intense that they’d completely forgotten about dinner. The herbs were still scattered across the counter, forgotten. All that mattered now was each other.
They clung to one another, panting and sweaty, as their hearts slowly returned to a normal rhythm. After a few moments, Jess gently pulled out of her and rolled off to the side, propping himself up on one elbow to catch his breath. “Well,” he said with a satisfied smile, “I guess we should probably finish making dinner now.” He glanced down at the mess they’d created on the counter. “Or at least clean that up.”
Roni laughed softly, her breath still ragged. “Yeah,” she agreed, her gaze fixed on Jess’s chest. “We probably should.” She leaned in, kissing him gently on the lips before standing up and straightening her robe. “Let’s just pretend we didn’t just make love on the kitchen counter, okay?”
Jess chuckled, reaching up to brush a stray hair from her face. “Deal,” he said, standing up and wrapping his arms around her. “Dinner can wait. We’ve got all night.” And with that, they headed off to find a more comfortable spot to continue their lovemaking.
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