Lewis and Allie declare the nature of their love permanently for all to see. I can feel her sigh as she burrows her head into my chest and says, “I love you, Michie.” Leaning down, I kiss the top of her head, stroking her braids as I whisper back, “I love you too, baby.” Then I feel both of her hands move down to my ass and squeeze. “Michie, I want my dessert now.” I can’t drive home fast enough. My wrist stings like a son of a bitch, but it’s easy to ignore it. I don’t think either of us remember getting out of the car or stumbling into the kitchen. Our mouths fuse as soon as the door from the garage is closed. As much as I want to push Allie against the door and take her right then and there, I’m conscious of the fresh tat on her upper back. The thought of the indelible pronouncement claiming to all who see it this woman is mine makes my dick throb painfully. I grip her ass forcefully, pulling her against me. Allie responds in kind, moaning into my mouth as her arms circle my neck. She likes to bounce up on the tips of her toes when she kisses me; Allie’s a short little thing. Keeping my grip on her behind, I lift her, walking the short distance to the kitchen counter. Thank God she’s wearing a dress. I think if it hadn’t been so easy to lift off, I might have destroyed it. She, however, isn’t so forgiving of my shirt. She jerks it open impatiently, sending buttons flying everywhere. I can’t help it, l I have to growl. She loves it; her nails scrape across my skin before her fingers tug on my chest hair. “If you don’t stop I’m going to spank you,” I warn her, as if she would really stop. Just as I anticipate, she gifts me with a little smirk, looking me straight in the eye while she tugs again. “I dare you,” she breathes softly, lifting her head to try to kiss me again.
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