Rosie stood naked at the bedroom window, looking at the vast expanse of ocean laid out before her.  Behind her Chris lay sprawled on his stomach, the black satin sheet draped low across his hips.  He would no doubt sleep for hours, she thought.  Yesterday he had a long flight home and then last night..... her body still tingled with excitement when she thought about last night. Chris was always a considerate lover but last night has surpassed all of Rosie's expectations.  He had stroked and licked her all over until she thought she would die then he had buried himself so deeply inside her, she wasn't sure where he ended and she began.

Shaking her head slightly, she retrieved her blue satin negligee that had ended up under the bed and covered it with the matching robe before heading towards the kitchen to make some breakfast.

Rosie had bacon sizzling under the grill and was just about to crack eggs into a bowl to scramble when a pair of arms snaked their way around her waist and a voice whispered in her ear "Something smells good enough to eat."

She leaned back against his naked torso and tilted her head up to look into his baby blue eyes.  "And are you hungry, my love?"

"Famished", he murmured before capturing her lips in a sizzling kiss.  She turned in his arms and buried her fingers in his flowing blonde locks, softly stroking the back of his neck. His hands moved down to cup her bottom and she felt herself being lifted to rest atop the kitchen counter.  She wrapped her legs tightly around him and threw her head back as his mouth moved to her neck.  He kissed his way down her throat, licking all the way down to her ample cleavage before moving higher to nudge aside the satin covering her.  His hands loosened the knot at her waist and the blue material slid soundlessly off her shoulders, exposing smooth skin.  He slid the spaghetti straps down her arms and lifted his head to look at her as the blue satin pooled at her waist, leaving her heaving breasts exposed. 

"God, you're beautiful," he whispered before dipping his head again to take a hard peak into his mouth.  She arched her back as he gently suckled first one nipple, then the other, a familiar ache radiating from low in her belly.  "Chris, I need you," Rosie begged as she found the waistband of his boxers and slid them down, allowing his throbbing manhood to spring free. 

She moved slightly forward until she felt his moist tip brush against her swollen lower lips and gasped with pure pleasure as he thrust himself forward, plunging in and out, slowly at first then quicker, deeper, harder.  Her lips found his, her mouth catching the low groans coming from his throat, her tongue duelling with his.  His body stiffened then with one final thrust he spent, his passionate eruption causing an answering response in her.

They stayed wrapped in each others arms, catching their breath until Rosie glanced over Chris' shoulder and saw smoke pouring from the grill.

"Oh no, the bacon!!!" she cried, pushing Chris out of the way and jumping off the counter. 

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