WARNING: Some scenes might be inappropriate to young readers. Read at your own risk.
"September..." She called out gasping and catching her breath.
September just groaned in response and was fully committed on giving tiny kisses on her jaw while his hands were working on opening the door of her apartment.
They can't go home since Fiona would be there with Falcon and with the tension between them? It would be bad for a three year old to be around them.
Maeve's arms rounded along September's neck when his lips went up to catch her lips once again. She almost yelped when she felt him rashly swooping her legs of the ground and put them around his hips.
"I wanted to promise that I would be gentle but I'm afraid I cannot do so," September whispered as he slowly and sensually bit her earlobes.
Maeve moaned sensually when she felt her husband's hands on her ass. She felt her back hitting the wall beside her apartment's door after September successfully opened the door.
She hastily tugged his necktie to pull him even closer as if they're not close enough. She's craving to feel his body. Those warm arms that was wrapped around her every single night they've been together. Now she doesn't want those arms to just be around her waist, she wanted to feel it allover her body.
September released a monstrous growl when he felt Maeve moving back and forth, thrusting herself to him with their clothes on.
"September..." She called out in a voice she, herself can't even recognize.
Her hands were busy unbuttoning his white dress shirt while he was busy devouring her neck.
It was both their first time but the sexual tension between them was too unbearable and made them act like this was nothing new to them.
September almost lose his wits after successfully relieving her breasts from her lacey black bra. He hurriedly put her bud inside his mouth, making her moan in pleasure.
This is her first time experiencing intense pleasure. Sure, she had played with some guys before but she never really let anyone take advantage of her body. No one had ever came close to doing what September was doing to her right now.
Their clothes were now scattered on the floor. September was left with only his boxers on while Maeve was left with her black underwear, she felt so exposed and yet she felt so empowered after seeing how intense September's gaze at her body is.
They were both panting as they stare at each other's eyes after a short break of kissing.
"I love you..." September whispered while panting.
"I love you too..." She replied huskily, her eyes were almost hooded and kinda lost as she stare at her husband's lusty eyes.
"I want you hon, I want you so bad..." She whispered by his ears. She felt him shivered a bit and she just found herself moaning loudly as he owned her again and again.
"Damn, Maeve! Just... Just fucking dammit!" September groaned while he keeps on thrusting.
"September... I can't... Don't stop!" Maeve screamed until her voice started to get hoarse.
"I'm almost there! Faster!" She said, moaning as her hands grabbed his hair while she started to desperately move and meet with his every thrusts.
September's move had gone faster and rougher as he felt his release approaching too.
He bend down a bit to kiss his wife while desperately moving to satiate his and his wife's approaching climax.
"God! I'm coming! I'm coming---September!" Maeve screamed as she felt the earth shuttering pleasure exploded inside her. A few more thrusting, September came inside her too, making her groan once more as she felt his warm seeds penetrated her.
They were both panting when she felt him kissed the top of her head. She smiled at the sweet gesture. She then felt him left their bed, she wanted to ask where he was going but she was too tired to even open her eyes to check.
It didn't take long before she felt the bed move again, she force her eyes to open and she saw September carrying a small basin and a white towel.
"Let me clean you up. I heard it would hurt tomorrow, so don't move too much." He said gently as he started to wipe her body using the white towel.
She wanted to laugh at that.
Who made her move so much anyway?
"September..."
"Hmm?" He answered as he busied himself wiping her legs.
"Did you enjoy it?" She asked in a hoarse voice.
September's hand stopped moving mid-air with her question. He put the white towel on the basin filled with water before he directed his attention back to his wife.
"I did. I loved every moment of it. How 'bout you?" He asked back as he carefully placed her stray hairs at the back of her ears.
"I did too." She answered honestly.
September chuckled and went back to cleaning the mess out of his wife.
"I wonder if you would still say the same tomorrow when everything started to feel sore," he said as he gently cleaned her body with the towel.
A moment later he once again left the bed to retrieve some clothes for her to wear.
"How 'bout Fiona?" Maeve asked as September gently and carefully put on her sleeping dress.
"I'll call her later. Don't worry, I asked Falcon to call Hillary and accompany Fiona at home." He answered before making sure that she's comfortable enough with her position. He then put the thick blanket over her.
"It's cold... Come here," she called out weakly. September just put the basin with water back at the bathroom before he laid down beside his wife who immediately scooted inside his arms.
He smiled at the gesture before he bend down a bit and kissed her forehead. Maeve snuggled closer to his bare chest as September pulled the blanket to cover her up until her shoulders.
"Good night, hon." He whispered as he moved a bit to give Maeve a more comfortable position.
"Good night..." Maeve answered with closed eyes but her lips curved into a smile.