I flung the door open and fell into his arms, kissing him all over, caressing him, holding him.“A drunk blonde wearing nothing but her sexy underwear…..this is some welcome home!”
Nico lifted me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me inside. Within minutes his clothes were a shredded mess on the floor and my knickers and bra were torn to bits next to them.
We made love against the wall, fast, furious and hot as hell. I ran my hands over his shaved head, a memory of Samson and Delilah and bad times held at bay by the sheer force of passion.
He carried me to the bedroom for round two, every bit as passionate, but slower, more gentle, more sensual. I gave myself to him completely. I needed this, needed to just feed my physical needs and leave my problems behind…. for a few hours at least.
I awoke in the early hours, my throat was dry from all the wine I had consumed earlier but, although fatigued, my body felt good after its sexual workout.
I got up and made my way into the kitchen to get a glass of water, turning to glance back at Nico’s naked body lying face down on my bed, his rhythmic breathing washing over me, making me calm.
Nico’s presence had calmed me, brought me to my senses.
Thank you Nico.
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