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Her fingers trailed down the large expanse of skin watching in fascination as the hard muscles of Pacey�s abdomen tightened and tensed at her touch. Joey smothered a small giggle that threatened to escape as she blew into Pacey�s ear, his hand instinctively moving, even in sleep, to swat away the nuisance. She paused for a while, watching the slumbering Pacey, so sweet in his sleep and wondered if she should leave him alone. Pacey had worked late last night and Joey thought about allowing him the few extra minutes of sleep. Yet lying in the bed, his mouth opened just a little, Pacey was far too irresistible and Joey vetoed the idea of allowing her husband that extra time. The intimate moments together were precious and Joey and Pacey enjoyed taking what they could. So once again Joey�s fingers moved to lightly dance across Pacey�s chest, dipping further and further down until they reach the soft elastic of Pacey�s boxers. She casually played with the elastic daring her own fingers to move further down into the hidden territory. Joey could feel Pacey shift at her touch and giggled quietly before she bent down, stuck her tongue out and began licking the area that bordered from skin to elastic. So intent on her task, Joey did not notice as a hand snaked around her back and flipped her over so that she was now crushed underneath the weight of Pacey Witter. �Pacey!� Joey squealed. �Get off me!� Pacey shook his head as he continued to pin Joey to the bed. �You have been a very bad girl.� �I was just playing.� Joey pouted. Pacey closed his eyes, not wanting to look at Joey else he would succumb to her adorable pout. �And I was trying to sleep.� Pacey half grumbled. �Sleep is overrated. Besides it was time to wake up anyway.� Joey defended. �Well you certainly did a wonderful job of getting me up.� Pacey replied as he ground his body into Joey�s so she could feel the effect of her action. She gasped a little as excitement coursed through her body but tried to maintain an air of indifference. �Good.� Joey mustered as casually as she could. �Because I wouldn�t want you to be late for work.� �No, we wouldn�t want that.� Pacey agreed as he bent down and captured Joey�s lips with his own. His tongue probed her mouth, exploring. He could feel Joey�s tongue underneath his, warm and sensuous, and then he could feel the hardness of teeth and then again the softness of tongue. Little moans escaped Joey�s mouth and he muffled their sounds even as Pacey found himself groaning. When Pacey finally moved away, breathless and panting, he could feel the warmth of air tickling his face as Joey breathed. She wiggled underneath him, trying to escape his grasp. �What are you doing?� Pacey asked amusedly, the sensation of Joey moving beneath him evoking all sorts of sensations. �We�re going to be late for work Pace. We need to shower.� Joey explained. �Fine.� Pacey agreed as he released his hold of her, rolled to the side and set Joey free. Watching appreciatively as his wife got out of bed, her shapely figure moving towards the bathroom, Pacey sighed and closed his eyes. His body was still throbbing with desire from Joey�s teasing game, and after a few seconds he decided to get up and fix his problem. As he entered the bathroom Pacey could hear Joey singing softly to herself. Shedding his clothes before quietly opening the shower door, Pacey stepped in and joined his wife. �Pacey!� Joey gasped in surprise. �What are you doing here?� �You said we needed to shower.� Pacey calmly replied as he casually took the bottle of shampoo out of Joey�s hand and squeezed some of the contents into his hand. �Turn.� Joey turned as he demanded and felt the gentle touch of Pacey�s hands rubbing the shampoo into her hair. �I meant showering alone.� �So you�d rather I wasn�t here?� Pacey questioned. Joey moaned as she felt Pacey massaging her hair, one of his hands straying downwards until he was caressing her breast. �I uh�didn�t say that.� Pacey grinned as he quickly shampooed his own hair before returning attention to his wife. They huddled together under the showerhead, their naked bodies entwined, as they felt the continuous drops of water wash away the shampoo. Grabbing the soap and forming a foamy lather, Pacey soaped Joey�s body. She arched at the touch of Pacey�s hands and grabbed some soap of her own to cover Pacey�s body with. The water continued to rain down upon them as they kissed and soaped one another. Pacey�s hands moved daringly down, playing with the curls at her apex before he gently applied soap to the inside of Joey�s thighs. Closing her eyes, Joey relished in the touch of Pacey even as her own hands made the downward travel. The water fell rhythmically down on Pacey�s broad shoulders, on his back and on the curves of Joey�s body. Joey wrapped her legs around Pacey as he pushed her to the side of the shower, the cold feel of tiles along her back as he slowly slid into her. There was the slick wet sound of their movement as Pacey slid in and out of his wife mixed with the dripping and dropping of water. One hand of Joey�s reached out for the conditioner and mindlessly poured the contents of the bottle in Pacey�s hand. He massaged the conditioner into Joey�s hair while she returned the favor even as their bodies still grinded into the other. Joey felt her body tensing at the sensation of Pacey inside her, moving firmly and determinedly with passion and love. She trembled and tiny tremors wracked throughout her body. The conditioner washed away and the soap disappeared from their bodies as the water cleansed. Pacey gently sucked on Joey�s neck as his pace began to speed up and he found himself closer to the edge. Pacey�s body began to move erratically as Joey�s muscles tightened around him, her legs holding him like a vice. Their bodies shook and they stumbled a little reaching climatic pleasure even as Joey�s foot accidentally pushed the tap forward. A sudden spray of cold water hit the two of them even as they trembled from the aftermath. Laughing a little, feeling somewhat exhausted and yet refreshed, Pacey quickly turned off both taps while Joey grabbed the towels. Carefully drying the other Pacey and Joey smiled as they began their daily routine of brushing their teeth and getting ready for work. |
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