naмaѕтe, вιтcнeѕ.

     Amanda’s breath hitched as she felt him press up against her, he had a point. Usually this, if it even happened was rushed... Sometimes to the point of annoyance. However they were gone, and they had the place all to themselves for once. Twin flesh met the skin at his neck as she began to remove his tie, her hips teasingly pressing into his. Truthfully, she’d missed this. Missed him more than she’d dare admit. “Lazy as usual, huh Michael?” The brunette never learned to stop egging him on, “Or have you lost it?” She teased, despite her words she continued working on the buttons of his shirt.

     The sudden approach initially catches Amanda off guard, they hadn’t been together in... God, she forgot how long. As his hands met her waist, her lower lip was briefly caught between her teeth. Her hand ghosting over his length. Fingertips teasing him through the material. “I’m surprised you don’t just take it if you want it that bad, Michael,” She purred, enjoying riling her husband up a little too much.