If you still accept writing prompts, can I ask for 56 and the lovebirds' sexy times? Thank you.
My apologies for answering writing prompts out of sequence. I promise that Iāll eventually get around to #63, but in the meantime, hereās a lazy Sunday morning with the lovebirds ā¦
āFive more minutes,ā he protests in a pouty voice while making an equally adorable pouty face when she slips out of his arms and tells him that they really shouldnāt keep his family, especially the little ones, waiting.Ā
He kisses her shoulder and tugs at the blanket and she rolls her eyes at him, but the idea of prolonging their early morning post-coital cuddle proves too tempting to pass up, and she accedes to his request, giving him a light slap on his cheek as she lays her head back down on his chest. As his fingertips lazily glide along her spine and her fingertips lazily glide across his collarbones, he finds that he canāt suppress the laugh thatās building to a crescendo inside his chest.
āWhatās so funny, Mr. Addison?ā she mumbles against the flushed skin of his neck.
He presses his lips together tightly and shakes his head in an overly exaggerated way, playfully refusing to answer her question. But when she mimics his earlier actions by putting on an adorably pouty expression of her own, his face breaks into a wide, sly grin.
āI donāt know why we even bothered with being quiet. After all, we have the whole house to ourselves. I guess thereās just something about being back in my childhood bedroom with a really hot girl that makes me feel like a horny teenager again.ā
She smacks him hard on the shoulder for that remark, and he tries to flip her onto her back and tickle her all over as payback, but sheās too quick for him. She yanks the tartan blanket away from him, wrapping it around herself as she jumps out of bed, and he chases after her without delay, catching up to her before she can disappear inside the bathroom.
āBrian! Weāre already running late and I really have to take a shower!ā she exclaims as he pulls her back into his arms.
āExcellent idea. Letās shower together. Itāll help to cut down on the water usage,ā he says with a grin as he bends down and tries to kiss her neck.
āYou must be out of your mind,ā she says with a laugh. āThat shower is way too cramped even for one person, let alone two. And it certainly doesnāt help the situation that youāre not a normal-sized human being.ā
āIs that so?ā he asks in a low, suggestive voice as his hands grab ahold of her hips to hold her body flush against his, effectively trapping her between his towering frame and the bathroom door. āBecause I was under the impression that you rather like that Iām not normal-sized.ā
Her eyes widen at that and a deep crimson blush colors her cheeks when she says, āYou made that more sexual than it should have been.ā
āNow, now, Mrs. Langston, you and I both know that I always mean what I say,ā he quips.
With a lascivious smirk, he strips the blanket away from her and lifts her feather-light frame into his arms. Theyāre kissing each other amorously through their giddy laughter as he carries her into the walk-in shower, where he deliberately rotates the handle to the coldest setting before turning on the water at full blast, causing her to yelp when the freezing cold water hits her shoulder blades. Pretending he canāt hear her demands to adjust the temperature this instant, he relishes the feeling of her perfectly manicured fingernails digging into his biceps and the warmth of her breathy laughter on his lips.
Having thoroughly enjoyed teasing her, he carefully lowers her to the tiled floor, keeping one hand on her lower back to hold her close as he adjusts the water temperature for her. She places her hands on his chest, and he notices her expression growing more and more pensive as she nervously chews her bottom lip.Ā
Her eyes slightly downcast, there is a faint note of apology, perhaps even of guilt, in her soft voice when she says, āWeāre going to be late.ā
āI know,ā he answers, his voice sweet and soothing.
He knows that heās missing out on some of the valuable playtime that heād promised his grandnieces and grandnephews. But theyāve always been the most exuberant and easygoing bunch and will undoubtedly still be running wild around Battle Point Park for a few more hours. He also knows that heāll be more than happy to make up for his tardiness by spoiling the little ones with an extra scoop of ice cream when everyone heads over to Mora Iced Creamery afterwards.
And there is one more thing that he knows in this moment.
He tucks her long, wavy hair behind her ears and gently lifts her chin so that theyāre looking at each other when he tells her, āI also know that, right now, thereās nowhere else Iād rather be than right here with you.ā
He feels her relax into him, and the way that she looks at him as she caresses his lips makes him feel like the two of them are slowly melting into each other. He loses himself in her sparkling blue eyes and then he loses himself in her exhilarating kisses once again.












