Note: I wrote this just for fun. At first I wasn't going to include it with the rest of the series, but then, I changed my mind. :o) Anyway, its written in the first person from Micky's point of view.
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I came home and Maddie had dinner ready. The table was set with candlelight and wine. The first thing I noticed was there were no kids around and the second thing was the look in her eyes that I couldn't quite explain. She also looked beautiful.
"Where are the kids?" I asked, giving her raised eyebrows.
"Mac and Sarah are spending the night with my dad and Jake is with Davy and Diana." She smiled. "I thought it would be nice to have a quiet evening to ourselves."
"I like the way you think." I smiled back. It had been a long time since we were able to spend a quiet evening at home without having to worry about the kids.
We sat down to a leisurely dinner and enjoyed each other's company. "Why don't we go into the living room?" She suggested rising from the table after we were finished.
There was that look again. I followed her into the living room and we curled up on the couch in front of a roaring fire.
She poured us both another glass of wine. "Are you trying to get me drunk, doll?" I asked laughing.
"I wouldn't do that." She gave this sultry laugh that sent shivers up my spine. She brought the glass to her lips and sipped, then looked at me over it. "Have I ever told you that you captivate me?"
"No. Do I?" I lifted my hand to draw her closer but she caught it in her own.
"Yes, you do." She pressed her lips to my palm. "You have very strong hands." Slowly, she kissed each finger completely mesmerizing me with her eyes, which never left mine. "And yet, your touch can be so soft." She laced our fingers together and took another sip of wine.
She was making me burn inside and yet I was oddly weak. "Doll." I whispered leaning forward to kiss her.
"I also like your mouth." She let her lips linger on mine for just a moment and when I sought to deepen the kiss, she pulled away. "The very first time you ever kissed me with those lips I thought I would die. They were so soft but so full of passion." She played with the hair at the back of my neck with her fingers. "Sometimes when you kiss me, I can feel my skin burning and I never want it to stop."
She was keeping a frustrating distance with her hand on my chest and driving me absolutely mad with desire. "Doll." My voice was low.
"But your eyes I love." She purred. "They darken when you want me. I can see it, I love seeing it." She teasingly spread her fingers over my chest. "You're tense. Maybe you should drink your wine and relax."
I met the challenge in her eyes trying to regain some of the control she was taking from me. "I want you, doll." I lifted my glass. "I'm going to have you."
"Maybe." She smiled. Slowly, she started undoing the buttons of my shirt and running her fingers over my naked chest. I swear she could feel my heartbeat thudding inside.
She kissed me again, this time a little longer. My mind was clouded with her taste. I set my glass aside and plunged my hands into her hair. I had to have more and more of her. Even after all the years we had been together, I couldn't get enough. I reached for the zipper at the back of her dress but she pulled away.
"Madison…" I gave a frustrated groan.
"Don't you want to finish your wine?" She rose and handed the glass to me.
I stood and grabbed her arm. "You know exactly what I want."
"Yes, I do." She drained the glass and held it lightly by the stem. "Such a sweet taste." She took a step closer to me. "Take me to bed, Micky."
My last thread of control snapped as I yanked her against me. The glass fell on the rug and rolled across the floor. "Here." I demanded. "And now." My mouth crushed down on hers and I dragged her to the floor.
I couldn't get her out of that dress fast enough. I needed to touch her bare skin. My hands roughly roamed her body as I kissed her, hard and deep. The moans escaping her throat were driving me more insane. All rational thought was gone and all I could think about was her; possessing her, filling her.
She arched against me as I feasted on her breasts, devouring them. Her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer. She pushed my shirt off and nipped at my shoulder.
The desire I felt was almost painful, driving me to take her quickly when I would have otherwise savored her. When she was naked and writhing beneath me, I drove into her with rough urgency. She gave all that I asked for, all that I needed, and more. Arching herself to meet my thrusts, she took all that I had.
We moved like lightening higher and higher until, together, we plummeted back to earth, our strength drained.
I felt my sanity return as I cuddled her close. "You seduced me, you little vixen." I teased after catching my breath.
"Yes, I did." She giggled, resting her head on my chest.
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