I wanted to leave you completely pleased

She drove out to see him after months of telling herself she wouldn't do it again. It was 2:19 in the morning when she got in the car. The whole way there she was shaking, knowing that he would give her what she wanted. He always did. The only one who knew what she liked and just how to give it to her. He knew that she liked it to get a little rough. A tug of her hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. A lock hard jaw on her shoulder, a nibble on her lower lip. He greeted her at the door with a gentle kiss and a hug from the side. They walked up stairs. He lay back on the bed waiting for her to come to him. The next few minutes would set the tone for the evening. She dropped her coat on the floor and walked over to the bed. Straddling him they kissed deeply for a long time. She pulled back bringing his lower lip with her between her teeth. With that it all began. He sat up with her still on his lap. The next half hour was a blur of kisses and bites, hands and tongues. Finger nails tracing the paths that hadn't been followed in months. She guided him inside her, and they moved together in a way that was familiarly nice. He had always been the dominant one so when she leaned down and whispered in his ear "do whatever you want" he took the incentive and did just that. Afterward they lay there in silence for a while like they always did. Tracing over each other's skin, looking for marks left behind. Then as always one of them started up a conversation and they settled into it easily.

Hours later she got back into her car. It was 5:27 when she pulled into her driveway. Upstairs she peeled off her clothes and crawled into bed. Under her own covers she could still smell him. Feel him on her. She reluctantly fell to sleep and woke up in the same position. He always did tire her out.