You were at your house waiting for your boyfriend to come home. He’s in the mafia so it’s not unusual for him to come home late. You looked at the clock, it was already 1AM. Eventually, you gave up on waiting for him and got into bed. A few minutes later you hear the front door unlock and then your bedroom door creak. You feel your boyfriend get into bed beside you then snake his arm around your waist and pull you close to him.

he buried his head into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent. He was wearing one of his usual suits he had for work. His body was cold so he snuggled up close to you, trying to get warm.

He placed a kiss on your neck before speaking up. “..Hey baby.” he said quietly. His voice was slightly raspy.

He smiled against your skin and kissed you softly on the neck again before saying, "I missed you today." He squeezed you closer, enjoying the warmth of your body and the comforting scent of your perfume. His other hand trailed up your side, eventually reaching your breast where he gently massaged it through the fabric of your nightgown.

"Mmm, I missed this too." You purred softly, arching into his touch. "How was your day?"

"It was... eventful." He said cryptically, still rubbing your breast through the material of your nightgown. "There was a new rival gang trying to move in on our turf, but we handled it. Nothing too bad, just some messy clean-ups." His voice lowered as he continued to touch you intimately. "I couldn't wait to get home and see you."

His hand moved upwards, cupping your breast fully before kneading gently, causing you to let out a soft moan. "Better?" He asked between breaths.

He smiled against your skin and kissed you softly on the neck again before saying, "I'm glad." His hand continued to massage your breast, moving up and down gently as his thumb flicked across the nipple. He could feel it harden beneath his touch and a shiver ran through him.

"Do you want more?" he whispered huskily into your ear. "Tell me what you want, baby."

His other hand left your side and joined the one currently playing with your breast. His fingers deftly undid the clasps on your nightgown, revealing your perfect, full breasts to his hungry gaze. He cupped both of them now, squeezing gently as he took a deep breath in through his nose. The scent of you drove him wild, making it difficult for him to think straight.

His fingers moved faster, almost rough against your sensitive nipples as he pleasured you. His mouth found yours and he kissed you deeply, his tongue dancing with yours as their passion spilled out between them.

He growled low in his throat, "Feel good?"

The sound of your moans and the taste of you on his tongue only made him harder. He shifted his hips, pressing against your lower region. "You feel so good." He groaned into your mouth before moving back to nip at your neck again. His hands never stopped touching you, massaging and teasing your breasts as he devoured every inch of your skin within reach.

He broke the kiss, panting heavily. "I need more." His voice was raw with desire as he stared down into your eyes. "Let me see what else I can make you feel." He trailed his fingers lower, tracing a line down your flat stomach and over your waistband before pushing the material of your panties aside and exposing you to him.

"You're so wet for me." He whispered in wonder, feeling the slick heat of your arousal against his fing

He smiled and leaned in to kiss you as he slid a finger inside, stretching you slowly. You moaned into his mouth at the feel of him touching you so intimately. His thumb found your clit and began to circle gently, pressing down every now and then for maximum pleasure.

His free hand left your breast and traveled lower still, coming to rest between your legs where he could feel how wet you were for him. He used his middle finger to part your folds before pressing it against the hot, soft skin of your entrance. "You're so ready." He groaned as he thrust his fingers in deeper, filling you up with each stroke.

His thumb continued to tease your clit, drawing out more moans and whimpers from you as you began to arch into his touch. The bed shifted slightly as he moved harder, faster, taking what they both needed. His free hand

His thumb circled your clit faster and harder as he thrust into you, taking no mercy. Your moans filled the room as the pleasure overtook you and you came undone beneath his touch. Your muscles clenched tight around his fingers, milking him as they spasmed in release.

He groaned her name hoarsely, pushing one last time before collapsing on top of you, their sweat-slick skin pressed together. His heart raced against your chest as he struggled to catch his breath, the feel of your body still quivering under his fingers driving him crazy with desire. "God, baby." He panted into your neck. "You're incredible."

He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as he tried to regain control of his racing heart and panting lungs. His forehead rested against yours as he enjoyed the feel of your skin still warm from their shared passion. "I love you." He whispered, gently nipping at your bottom lip before returning it to your teeth. "So much."

Their bodies slowly cooled as they lay together in the afterglow of their passion. Your fingers curled into his shirt, holding him close while you savored the weight of him pressing down on top of you. His eyes drifted shut and he relaxed further into the mattress, relishing the feeling of contentment washing over him now that they were finally together again.

"I missed this so much," he murmured softly, kissing your forehead before nuzzling it with his nose. "And I'm not sure how I can handle being apart from you again."

His arm tightened around you as he felt your fingers curling into his shirt. "It won't be long now," he assured her gently, his voice barely a whisper. "Just a little while longer and I can leave this life behind for good." He smiled down at you, loving the feel of your touch, the warmth of your body next to his. "We can build a life together where we don't have to hide or worry about anyone else but us."

His lips curved into a smile as he saw the genuine happiness in your eyes. It was the first real smile he'd seen on your face since... well, before everything had gone wrong. His grip around you tightened, holding onto this moment and the promise of what was to come like a lifeline.

"I can't wait for that day," he breathed, kissing your forehead again. "For us. Our future." He closed his eyes, feeling more content and at peace than he ever had before, wrapped in your love. "Thank you for waiting for me tonight, baby girl."

His fingers tangled gently in your hair as he shifted closer still, their lower bodies pressed together. "I love you," he whispered against your cheek, kissing a path down to your lips before claiming them with his own. His free hand drifted lower once more, caressing the curve of your hip and moving slowly upwards towards where your legs were intertwined with his.

"Let's sleep like this," he murmured, voice husky with desire, "just a little closer..."

He let out a contented sigh as he felt you bury your face in his neck. His arms tightened reflexively around you, holding you close and reassuring you that he was there, and always would be. He pressed his lips to your hair, breathing in the sweet scent before whispering, "Thank you." He kissed the top of your head softly, relishing the feel of your warmth against him. Slowly but surely, their heartbeats slowed until they were finally in perfect sync, as if they had always been meant to be together.

His hand continued its slow journey up your body, stopping just short of cupping your breast again as he found the sensitive skin behind your knee and massaged gently, urging you closer still. "Just like this," he murmured sleepily into your hair. "I don't ever want to be apart from you." His last words were whisper

Dave sighed contentedly as he felt the warmth of her body and the soothing rhythm of her breathing. The scent of her hair tickled his nose and it was all he could do not to close his eyes right then and fall asleep. He knew they had a long road ahead of them, but for now, just this moment, everything felt right in the world.

His hand continued its gentle massage behind her knee while the other card through her hair, drawing it away from her neck and brushing it aside so he could feel the cool air on her skin. He kissed her forehead lightly before pressing his lips to hers again, softly and sweetly, as he fell deeper into slumber.

The sunlight streamed through the windows and danced across the bed as Dave awoke slowly, the familiar weight of her body pressed against his. A lazy smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he inhaled the sweet scent of her hair. For a moment, everything was perfect.

As consciousness returned fully, he opened his eyes and blinked up at the ceiling, trying to remember where they were. The mafia and their struggles came rushing back, along with the fear that it wouldn't be long before something went horribly wrong again. He turned his head slightly towards her, taking in her peaceful features, and felt a wave of affection wash over him.

He closed his eyes and savored the feel of her body against his, marveling at how much she meant to him. He knew it would be selfish to keep her here, safe with him, but he couldn't bring himself to let her go just yet. Just a little while longer, he thought, until things had cooled down and they could make their escape for good.

Her grip on his shirt tightened ever so slightly as she shifted in her sleep, and the feel of her skin against his was enough to make him forget about everything else but the present moment. With a contented sigh, he turned back towards the ceiling and let himself drift back off to sleep once more, basking in the warmth of her embrace.

His body shifted slightly as he stirred in his sleep, the gentle movements jostling her hand against his chest. He moaned softly and rolled onto his side, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer still. His other hand tangled gently in her hair, stroking soothingly as she woke up fully and their lips met in a sleepy kiss.

He sighed contentedly against her mouth before speaking up, "Morning." It came out more like a groan than actual words. He nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. "I feel like I could sleep forever."

He nestled deeper into her neck as he drew in another contented breath. "I don't want to leave this bed," he murmured, feeling the warmth of her body against his and the softness of her skin under his fingers. His other hand moved lower still, caressing lightly over her hip and up her stomach before cupping one breast through the fabric of her nightgown.

"But we should probably get up soon," he added with a sigh, though it was clear from his voice that he wasn't nearly as enthusiastic about the idea as she might have been. Still, he knew they had responsibilities and things to do - whether they were together or apart - and he couldn't let himself forget that just because she was here with him now didn't mean it would always be this way.

His fingers flexed against her breast as he felt her tracing the rough stubble on his jaw. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on the feel of her touch rather than what they had to do later, wanting just a few more moments like this before reality intruded once again.

"Maybe we could sneak in a quick shower together," he suggested with a soft smile, knowing that there would never be enough time for that sort of thing when they were apart. Her touch was making it harder and harder to think about anything else but her. "That way we can make the most of our time before... well, you know."

His eyes shot open as her laughter filled the room, surprising him with how much he missed hearing it. His grip on her tightened briefly before loosening again into a softer caress. "What?" he asked with an amused smile. "Not interested in that sort of thing?" He nuzzled his face back into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply once more, savoring her unique scent.

He shifted slightly, letting out another groan as his cock pressed against the cotton fabric of his pajama pants.

He chuckled at her comment as he nuzzled deeper into the crook of her neck. "Well... I might be feeling a little restless," he admitted with a grin, letting his hand wander lower still to cup her other breast through the nightgown. His free hand moved up from her hip and over her stomach, skimming lightly across her erect nipple as it peaked beneath the fabric.

"Seems like I'm not the only one," he added with a playful wink, feeling emboldened by her laughter and presence in his bed. It had been too long since they'd been together like this and he wasn't about to waste another moment.

He chuckled at her comment as he nuzzled deeper into the crook of her neck. "Well... I might be feeling a little restless," he admitted with a grin, letting his hand wander lower still to cup her other breast through the nightgown. His free hand moved up from her hip and over her stomach, skimming lightly across her erect nipple as it peaked beneath the fabric.

"Seems like I'm not the only one," he added with a playful wink, feeling emboldened by her laughter and presence in his bed. It had been too long since they'd been together like this and he wasn't about to waste another moment.

Without warning, he rolled them both over so she was now beneath him on the bed. Her gasp of surprise filled his ears as his hips pressed intimately against hers. His hands found her nightgown,

His breath hitches as her warm body presses against him. He bites his lower lip in anticipation, relishing the feel of their bare skin meeting again after so long apart. As she gets up to take a shower, he watches her with hungry eyes, the fabric of her nightgown clinging to every curve as she moves toward the bathroom door.

His cock throbs in his pajama pants, demanding attention and release. Unable to resist any longer, he reaches down and unfastens his pants, freeing himself from the confines of his underwear before kicked them off beside the bed. Naked and hard, he climbs out of bed to follow her into the shower, determined not to let another second pass without feeling her again.

Her scent fills the small bathroom as he steps into the shower behind her. He reaches around to grab shampoo, fingers trailing lightly down her arm before closing over her wrist and guiding it so she can lather his hair. His other hand cups her breast through the soap-slick skin of her chest, kneading gently as he leans in to nibble at her earlobe.

"Mmm... feel so good," he murmurs against her skin, unable to resist anymore. He palms her other breast now, massaging roughly and tweaking the nipple between his fingers as she moans softly into the steamy air. With a groan, he turns them both around, pressing their bodies together from chest to thigh, reveling in the heat of their skin meeting again after so long apart.

He lets out a low growl into the steam as she massages shampoo through his hair. His hands slide down her sides to her hips, gripping firmly as he thrust against her in time with their shared breathing. The hard length of his cock presses between their bellies, demanding attention and release.

"Kira..." he whispers hoarsely, leaning in to kiss her deeply before pulling back to look at her. Her eyes are half-closed and her lips swollen from his touch. "I want you," he rasps, wrapping a hand around the nape of her neck and tugging slightly as his hips move again, grinding against her. "Right here." his cock enters her wet pussy

Her muscles clench around him as he thrust deeper, claiming her body completely. He growls low in his throat, relishing the feel of her tightening around him with each stroke. One hand reaches up to grip the showerhead above them, holding on for dear life as he pistons his hips against hers, lost in the overwhelming sensation of her beneath him.

Her soft moans echo through the small space, driving him wild with need and desire. He kisses her neck and shoulder, trailing wet, soapy fingers down her back and over her ass as he takes what they both need. His other hand slides lower to massage between their stomachs, finding her clit again and rubbing circles while she bears down on him with every thrust.

The water pummels against their skin, echoing the frantic beat of their hearts as they come together in a frenz

His fingers dig into her hips as he pumps faster, harder, wanting to feel her body collapse beneath him. She clenches around him, milking his cock, driving him closer to the edge and over it with a harsh cry. His movements grow erratic as he spills his seed deep inside her, hips jerking involuntarily as he empties himself into her warmth.

Her muscles finally go lax, giving way beneath him as she sinks back against the tile wall of the shower with a moan. He slides slowly out of her, feeling impossibly full and satisfied for the first time in forever. Her body shivers as he moves to rinse the soap from his hair, still gripping her hip tightly.

Looking down at her in the steamy spray, he can't help but smile. She looks so beautiful, all messy hair and flushed

He leans down to kiss her forehead, then her nose, and finally her lips. "I love you," he whispers against them. "And I'm never letting you go again." Her eyes find his in the mirror, holding his gaze as she reaches up to cup his cheek. She nods slowly before leaning in closer, pressing their foreheads together.

With a satisfied sigh, Dave finally lets himself relax against her, savoring the feel of her body pressed so intimately against his once more. He closes his eyes and feels the warmth from their lovemaking radiating outwards, wrapping them both in a cocoon of safety and contentment that no amount of danger or violence could ever break.

Her fingers skim through his damp hair as she rubs conditioner into it. The soft touch sends shivers down his spine and he leans against her, enjoying the closeness they share in this moment. As she works the conditioner through his hair, he trails his hands over her wet body, caressing gently and savoring every curve.

He looks at her over her shoulder in the mirror, feeling a wave of love and appreciation wash over him. "You're perfect," he whispers, brushing some stray strands of hair from her cheek before kissing it softly. "And I never want to be apart from you again."