The Proposition - Completed

Part 11

Wednesday had dragged after I'd left John's house that morning, I'd basically sat around waiting until I knew he was home and I could go round there. Thank goodness we had no plans to visit anyone tonight, well not that I knew of. Dear God I hope he hadn't made any plans for us tonight, I just wanted to climb into bed next to him and just have him hold me tight to him, safe in his arms.

I was still daydreaming when I pulled up outside his house. Before I could switch the engine off the front door was flung open and he was stood waiting for me. I couldn't keep the grin off my face as I closed the distance between us.

"Hmmm, I'm loving the casual look." I giggled as I kissed his cheek passing him and walking through the open door. He had clearly just got out of the shower, his hair was still a little wet and very dishevelled. He was wearing an old t-shirt and a baggy pair of shorts, but he looked better than he had ever done, well in my opinion.

He reached for my hand and gripped it tightly, pulling me towards him in one swift movement. Almost instantly I was wrapped in his arms and he was kissing me tenderly.

"So you like the shorts?" He teased as he finally broke our kiss.

"Very sexy" I winked at him, grinning again. "but I'll like them even better when they are on the floor."

"Sounds like a plan." He smiled back at me half dragging me up the stairs behind him.

"You have no idea how long today's been." He said as he closed the bedroom door behind him. I could hear his heavy breathing and knew like me it wasn't from the exercise of running up the stairs, but the anticipation of what was coming.

I was practically panting as he pulled his t-shirt over his head, leaving him stood in only his shorts. I reached my hand out to touch his lean, well defined torso before moving my hands higher so they skimmed every inch of his chest. His skin still held the warmth from his shower and my fingers danced over his clean, smooth body. I quickly closed the gap between us and breathed in his just washed scent.

"Hmmm, you smell nice." I said closing my eyes, inhaling as much as I could.

"Why thank you, I'm so pleased I showered now." He replied laughing.

"So am I" I added as I reached up to lightly kiss his lips. "Well I'm feeling a bit overdressed" I began changing the subject. "Perhaps you could help me?" I suggested, yeah I'd wasted far too much time on small talk, I know what I wanted and I wanted it now.

"Genius idea" he answered as he made very short work of my clothes. Before I knew it I was stood in nothing but my underwear. "Hmmm I think it's your turn to help me now." His eyebrows lifted in anticipation.

"Well if you insist." I teased, slowly biting my lower lip before gazing at him adoringly.

"Oh I do" he said grinning. Without taking my eyes away from his, I slowly let my hands glide down his chest, passed his torso before stopping at his shorts. "Jen you need to stop looking at me like that, or this'll be over before you've even got my pants off." He admitted as he placed my hand over his crotch."

"Well it'd be such a shame to waste this" I said as I moved my hand over his hardening crotch.

"Indeed it would" he replied kissing me. "So I suggest you stop teasing me and get on with the job in hand." He dead panned.

"I'm not teasing you" I argued "I'm savouring you." I corrected as I slipped my fingers under the waistband of his shorts and run my hands round to the back of his shorts.

"Oh savouring, I see. I'll remember that later when you're begging me to bring you to orgasm." He frowned disapprovingly at me.

"You sir, are no gentleman." I scolded, trying to hide my embarrassment at his reference to my new found sexual urges.