He heaved a long, shuddering sigh as she turned this way and that for him, the bulge in his shorts growing quite obviously.
Lori was such a happy girl! As much as she loved her husband, she was so glad that he took such frequent and lengthy business trips, giving her so many opportunities to be with their handsome son.
Lori had slept with her lover every single night that Joel had been away – not to mention all of the fooling around they had done during the day, of course – but she knew that tonight was going to be special because it always was. They always managed to have a big blowout on the last night before his father came home and they were forced to keep their hands to themselves again.
Yes, tonight was certainly going to be a night to remember!
Lori reached out a hand to her son and that was all the invitation it took to bring him rushing across the room to her.
He came a little too fast as it happened, stumbling slightly as his foot caught the edge of the bed’s footboard, but it would have taken more than that to stop him. It was likely that nothing short of his father suddenly and unexpectedly turning up could have stopped him now, for that matter.
Assuming he would even notice his dad’s arrival. At the moment, the only thing he was capable of paying attention to was the mother who was waiting for him.
Gathering her up in his arms, he crushed her body against his and kissed her firmly and full on the mouth. She kissed him back just as hard, her mouth opening to admit his probing tongue. There could be no slow and romantic build up when your man was as keyed up as Mark was, but that was just fine with her as she was in pretty much the same boat.
As they shared a seemingly endless stream of deep and wet kisses, he was not content to just hold her. Keeping one arm tight around her waist, he put his other to work by relentlessly running his hand all over that bare skin. Her own arms had gone around his neck as soon as he’d claimed her and her grip on her son only strengthened when she felt that hand go roaming.
His mouth left hers abruptly, leaving her gasping for air as he next applied himself to her neck and throat and shoulders.
Every time he did this, she was tempted to warn him not to leave any marks. She could remember all too well how she had once been forced to hide a hickey from her husband, covering it up with make-up and praying to God that he wouldn’t notice that distinctive mark on her shoulder. It had been an awkward and difficult couple of days and she had been scared to death the whole time, so it was not something she cared to repeat.
She did not say the words though as there was no need. Her boy had learned his lesson about leaving marks and she knew that she could safely put herself entirely into his hands.
Speaking of hands, she felt that exploring one of his grip one of her cheeks back behind her and as a result she let out a happy little cry and lifted up on her toes, moving against him. The stiff dick that was squeezed up in between them got rubbed by all of this and so she wasn’t at all surprised to hear him let out a low moan.