Missy walked down the hall and came to the doorway of the kitchen. She finished tying her robe and then looked up at the scene infront of her as she leaned against the doorjam. A tender smile spread her lips, dimples creasing her rosy cheeks.
He was lazily positioned in his chair, decked out in a wife beater and sweats, his eyes intent on the magazine in front of him. Reading glasses were snugly resting on the bridge of his nose. Missy felt her limbs weigh down as she observed the way his fingers rested on the handle of the coffee mug, even when he wasn't going to take a sip. She found it oddly sexy. She didn't know why, but it's just what came to her. She walked forward, her smile still playing on her lips. When he looked up, returning her smile. She leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Come with me."
He barely had time to set his magazine down when she grabbed his hand, and didn't wait for him to put his coffee down as she walked back through the hall with him and up the stairs to her bedroom. She turned when she came to her bed and took his mug from him and set it on the bedside table then did the same with his glasses. She grabbed his hand and tugged as she sat on the side of the bed and then layed on her side.
He chuckled as he crawled on the bed to lay behind her. Her hand was still in his, fingers laced. "What's this all about? Hmm?" His tone was sweet as he wound his arm around her torso and placed a small kiss at the curve of her neck. His nose gently nugded against the nape of her neck as he snuggled his face in her fragrant hair.
She smiled and brought his hand up to kiss the back of it and play her teeth over his knuckles. "I just want you."
It was said with so much simplicity he chuckled into her hair. His arm was nestled between her breasts and his fingers were free to caress the soft skin of her neck and chest. "You just took a shower; you smell amazing." He whispered at her ear.
Missy closed her eyes as she nodded, a relaxed smile to her lips. His fingers drew little circles over her skin for a few minutes as they rested in each other's company. Their breathing the only sounds in the quiet room.
Before he could breathe in another deep breath of peach, she turned to face him and this time snuggled her face against his neck. His arm came up to let her get situated and then came to rest on the back of her head, his fingers massaging her scalp. He chuckled when her arm came up to hang over his own torso and to snuggle closer. There wasn't a part of her that he couldn't feel against him.
"Speaking of smelling good; you put on cologn." She said, surprised and flattered as she pulled back to look at him in shock.
He smiled down at her, his fingers pausing as he leaned down and placed his lips on her forehead. "You like it, baby?"
Missy stared up at him, smiling into deep eyes as she answered, "Love it." She paused. "But ugh, never call me 'baby'." She said, pinching his side playfully.
"What should I call you then, ba...umm." He looked up as if he didn't even start the word.
Missy gave him a playful stern look before reaching up and twirling locks of hair around her finger. "Ummm...sugar. I read that in a book once. The guy always called her sugar. It described how the girl got flutters in her stomach but I was getting them myself just reading it."
"Hmm.." He smiled as his nose flirted with her cheek. "So, what's the rest of todays plans, sugar."
Missy giggled and felt his breath puff against her cheek as he chuckled. She pushed against him closer when his lips inched towards hers and she groaned playfully when they stopped right at the corner. "Kiss me."
He pulled back. "That's the plan?"
Missy growled playfully and rolled on top of him as she crushed her lips against his.