2. A Date with Jack

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Hello, my love, and welcome home. Now please, come on upstairs with me. That's right.

Come upstairs with me. Like I told you before, when you were on your way home and I sent you that message of endless reminiscences, I had a plan. I have a plan for tonight.

There are many plans, but tonight, especially as a welcoming home gift, I have a plan for you. It is a plan a week easily in the making, with a lot of elements that have come before, but the gist is that we're focused on you tonight. There's not going to be anything else other than adoration of you when you like what you want to let you feel seen, wanted, and adored.

So come on in and let's get you undressed. Of course, I'm going to do this because as much as I genuinely love the sight of you removing your clothing piece by piece right now, I want to demonstrate how much of a gift you are to me. So if you'll please, every single layer is just another moment of excitement.

Every time that I remove your shirt, your bra, your pants, and those incredibly sexy little things that you always wear underneath them, it is another joy. I adore this, these moments of getting to revel in you as my fingers travel your skin even sparingly as your clothing comes off. So now that you are utterly, absolutely, wonderfully, perfectly before me, go ahead and lay down.

And as you do, close your eyes and just be adored. You can feel me here starting way down at the base of you, running my fingertips over your legs, caressing your skin out of your calves, occasionally letting my lips and tongue move along your shins, along the backside of your leg, feeling how fantastically perfect, smooth, and curvy you are. I love this part of you.

That's something that you'll hear me say a lot, but I'm going to begin now. I love this part of you. I love these knees and your thighs.

Every single time they brush against me or I against them, it's just a reminder of your perfection. Now, as I get right up to your hips, if you'd please roll over, there is a phenomenal back that I have yet to adore. Do you feel this? My fingers along your spine, palms brushing against your sides, up from the crest of your ass and up your back towards your shoulder blades.

You have to feel the moan in my hands as I touch you because it comes out audibly every single time. There are your arms, perfect, exactly fitting you with my fingertips brushing over them as well. The skin, oh, your skin.

I will never stop adoring your skin. If you would please roll back over for me, I'd like to touch you everywhere else. Hands gently caressing your stomach, moving upwards towards your breasts, letting my fingertips play along the edges of them, thumbs rolling over them, palms gently caressing and then squeezing because I'm sorry, I can't resist your phenomenal.

And then your face, this face that I have waited so long just to see that it feels like every night is almost an eternity until I get to see it again, which is fine because it shows up in my dreams often enough. I'm going to kiss you deeply and fully and then move downwards, retracing the path that I took down your body, hands along your sides, over your chest and stomach, gently placing myself between your thighs, rolling my arms around your hips, kissing gently, the nibbling just a little bit of the inside of that skin, running my tongue along the lips of what is so wonderfully, deliciously perfect of a pussy. I can already feel how wet you are and it tastes so good as my tongue rolls along the edges of your outer lips, sucking gently, moving not too deeply, lightly letting my tongue caress every bit of you before flicking up to your clit, caressing gently, picking up a little speed as I feel your hands moving to my shoulders and the top of my head, nails starting to drag across my scalp.

My focus moves to your clit, moving faster, gently you can feel my fingers pushing towards your opening, slipping one then two inside you as my mouth bears down just a little harder on you, tongue moving in rhythm to your own moans, fingers dragging themselves towards myself saying come closer, come hither, move towards me and feel everything that I can give you. I can feel your body tensing, I can feel every bit of you starting to pulse with the edge of release having been set on fire and I know exactly what you want, not even because I've had it happen a thousand times before but because in this moment as your fingertips dig into my scalp you pull my head upwards, looking me directly in the eye pulling my mouth away from you and say fuck me right now, please, I need you in me. This night is all about you and that is exactly what happens.

Yes, my love, I rise up pulling my cock free instantly and letting it glide into you already so smooth and wet from my tongue and my fingers inside of you and you gasp as I do before I start to move, oh fuck my love, every little bit of this is exactly what I have been desperately longing for, all of those memories, all of this planning leading towards these moments of seeing your face and the pleasure that washes over it. By the time both of us are sweating from this sex you've already come once, I can feel another building right now and I can feel myself building with it, you looking up at me barely able to hold on about to completely explode, myself eyes wide staring down at you before you grab me and scream that scream that fills my body and sends shivers and then light and heat through every single part of me, I explode as you do and in those moments of light that are impossible to ignore as our vision goes white I can feel you tensing, moving, releasing everything that has been pent up all this time, you collapsed, gasping, I on top of you and in that moment of breathing I immediately start to kiss you, your face, your neck, all of you once again, welcome home my love, just wait, there are so many more plans for you.