Just thinking about Simon coming home late often from work, and the only time you two get to talk on those days is when he’s got his cock buried in you.
You’re barely coherent, blinking blearily at him as he wakes you up, smiling softly when he brushes kisses down your neck.
He likes you like this, a little lethargic, a little malleable. So much so, that when he pulls your panties to the side, you don’t even jump. Too half asleep to really care about anything more than the pleasure he’s lit in your core when he slips two fingers in.
You only really come to when he pulls you on his lap and nudges your walls with his fat tip. You place your hands on his chest with a gasp, thighs tensing at his hips.
“Hi, baby.” He smirks, hands at the curve of your hips to help guide you down his length.
“Hi.” You whisper back, lashes fluttering.
“How was your day?” He asks, casually rocking his hips up.
“Good. Took Riley to the park.” You pause to exhale when he lifts your hips up, clenching around nothing. “Left you dinner in the fridge.”
“Made your favorite.” It’s broken by a string of moans.
“Yeah?” He breathes, catching your walls on his tip again and slamming you back down quickly. “This is my favorite.”
You chuckle. “How was yours?”
“Bloody terrible. Missed you.”
You smile, grinding your hips on your own. “Missed you too.”
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