Everyone is finally gone, thank God.
Matt pulls me onto his lap and pulls open the front of the robe. "All this for me?" He asked, making me flush. Slowly, he pushed it off my shoulders, kissing every inch of exposed skin.
My breathing became very shaky, I held onto him for support. Every time his lips touched my skin, I felt need rise. Need for him.
He reaches behind me and undoes the lace I struggled with for nearly half an hour.
I feel his hardness against me and hesitated to grind on him. His wound was still numbed up and would be so for a few hours, but I didn't want to rupture the stitches. My thigh was touching the bandage, I realize we can't do anything.
"I can finish you a different way, amore." He said as I pouted. The top of the lingerie set fell between us and I tosse
