Every step you take

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Her fingers curled into his hair and she felt the coolness of the wall. Its contrasting temperature forced a shiver over her hot skin that was ignored. The sensations that filled her breast distracted her from anything but the touch of him against her. She moaned and tightened her grip on his hair as his fingers traveled down her stomach.

She kept her eyes on him, taking in every movement his mouth made against her pinked skin. She whimpered as she began rocking against his fingers. She spread her legs, an open invitation for him to seek the entrance of her sex with his thick digits.

“John, please.”

Erica begged him. She felt his fingers press harder against her and when the cloth and his ministrations scrapped across her clit she tugged hard on his hair and stood up on her toes. “Fuck baby,” she growled out and bucked against his hand. “More,” she demanded.

Her fingers left his hair and went to his shoulders. She didn’t blush or apologize for the forceful shove she gave him, forcing him down to his knees.

 

[Tigerjaw]

His excitement was heightened by Erica´s own. He ignored the feeling of his erection that strained against his boxer briefs and jeans. Her pleasure was what mattered to him right this moment. He gave her nipple one last lick before he let her push him down on his knees before her.

He put his arms around her body as his hands grabs her ass. His mouth circle around her navel, His tongue probe the small hole before going down. He licks just above the pantyline as his hands squeaze her ass. He explores her with his tongue in a deliberate slow pace. Avoiding her wet pussy, for now.

He moves his head further down and leans it slightly on the side and lets his tongue caress her inner thigh. His tongue and mouth moves closer to her sex without getting to close. "Have patience my dear." His voice is low.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica whimpers as she gazes down on her husband and watches his tongue slide over her skin. He knows this is one of her favorite things, seeing him between her thighs. She loves looking down the length of herself and watching him possess her.

Her fingers play in his hair as he kisses his way up her leg and tiny tremors of shock run through her. Her free hand comes up to pinch her nipple and she twists it, making the peak rise higher. Her hips rocked and as he continued to tease her, her pulse raced faster.

“Patience? When was I ever accused of being patient?” she giggled and slipped her hand from her nipple to slid into her moist panties.

She ran her finger over the thick juices and then slipped them out, offering them to her husband to clean. “Are you patient John?” She ran her fingers over his lips and then dipped them inside.

"Its been a long time baby. . . How patient are you? I wonder. If I played with myself. . . how long would you be able to last before you fucked me?"

Her words brought a moan to her lips. Her fingers retreated from his mouth and she dipped them back into her panties. She toyed with her clit. The soft fabric moved with the motions of her fingers finding their way around her sex.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John groaned with desire when she offered him her juice covered fingers. He let them slide into his mouth and his tongue devoured the all familiar taste of her. The taste and smell of her arousal almost cost him the determination to take it slow. When she withdrew her fingers and put them back into her panties his resolution almost broke. "I can be very patient, just watch me." The smile on his lips can´t take away the desire he have to just stand up and fuck the living daylight out of her.

Instead he turns aside the cloth covering her sex and takes a taste of it with his tongue. joining her fingers in the dance. He laps up the pussy juices from her fingers and the outer folds. He squeazes her ass cheeks lightly as his mouth is over her sex. Tasting and licking up the juice she produces. He growls against her sex as he feels his cock is being very uncomfortably trapped in his pants.

With one hand he unzipps his jeans and pushes them down. His boxers follow and sets his cock free. His mouth and tongue keeps on licking and sucking on her wet folds.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Bitting her lip she stomps her feet in frustration. “John,” she growls. “I ...” she bites her and swallows her words as his mouth begins to devour her. She can feel each sandy swipe of his tongue and then she feels the heat of his breath against her once more. “Oh, God John,” she groans.

Her fingers tangle deeper into his hair, her other hand works harder on her clit. She whimpers. Her eyes move down and catch his shifting she knows what he is doing. She knows he’s hard and ready for her. Her pussy is on fire. The moisture thick and hot, wanting to coat him in them.

She rocks against his face, her panties now soaked and pushed away to leave her exposed fully to his open mouth. “John, baby... please...” she begs, not knowing how to make him stop, to make him keep going. She is a flood of mixed emotions. . . but she knows she hungers for him.

Her hand leaves her sex and she glares down at him, her eyes full of need. Now both her hands are thrust into his hair and she pushes him to her as her come flows hot from deep within her sex. Erica rides the waves as she coats him with her juice and fills herself shuddering in pure bliss.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John keeps on assaulting her sex with tongue and mouth. Swallows everything she offers him. He grabs her ass inside her panties. He spreads her ass cheeks and teases her hole with his index finger. His mouth lay over her sex and his tongue probe deep inside of her. As he sucks and tongue fuck her pussy, his fingertip gently pushes into her tight hole.

He savours every taste and drop of her precious gift as he relentlessly teases her. He takes her wet folds between his teeth and bites in the soft flesh very gently. His tongue circle her clit as his index finger goes a little deeper in her anus.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Her climax builds up again as he explores her with his finger and his tongue takes her higher than before. “John, fuck John... don’t.... stop...” she groans.

Her body begins humping him. Her hands grasp her nipples, both are now teased and pulled, twisted and assaulted by her hands. Erica pushes the mounds back into her chest and squeezes them hard.

With clenched eyes, sparks explode and lights flash different colors. She can’t breath or think, her joints grow stiff and her body shakes. Slamming her head back, she ignores the pain of smacking the wall and feels herself threatening to crumble to the floor.

“John... I can’t... I can’t breathe...” she whimpers as a flood of come rushes out of her and she scratches at her soft skin.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John licks up the new wave of come before he looks up at her with a pleased grin. "That was nice." His voice is thick with desire. He draws down her panties. As she steps out of them he gives her sex a final kiss before his mouth moves upwards. He lets his mouth and tongue explore her soft skin as he slowly stands up.

On the way up he takes his time to let his tongue circle her nipple and finally he reaches her mouth. their tongues play a desperate game as he places himself between her thighs. With a powerful thrust he impale her with his rod. He groans into her mouth as his cock slides into her pussy. He withdraws until it is almost out and then pushes it in again. the thrusts are so powerful that he pounds her against the wall.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica has no time to giggle at his “that was nice” remark, for she was the one on the receiving end of such great pleasure. His cock thrusts into her and she tightens her hold on him. Her arms wrap around his neck and she is pushed back into the wall, almost becoming one with it. The sheen of sweat that coats her slides against her skin.

Burying her face in his neck, she begins to assault his skin with hard sucks and not to gentle bites. She feels his hand moved down and hook her legs. As he plunges in her, she holds his shaft deep within her sex and together they work to wrap her legs around his waist. She groans as she takes him deeper still and forces her body to tighten its grip.

The sides of her sex cover his cock and the head of his arousal presses against her most sensitive regions. Her breath quickens and her fingernails bite into his skin, as her bangs become glued to her forehead. “Fuck John, baby...oh God... I love you.” Her words come in heated gasps and groans as he lifts and drops her onto his thickness.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John growls as her fingernails scratches into his skin and her mouth against his neck. With her legs wrapped around his waist and his hands supporting her under her ass. He drives his cock deep in her sex. Every thrust he make is fast and forceful. Starving for release after the long abscence of sex he keeps on pounding her against the wall.

He gently bites her shoulder, shortly followed by his tongue. "Oh my god!!!" He cries out as the pleasure almost overwhelm him. He feels that his climax are not far away. Being without sex for quite some time do not increase a man´s endurance.

He keeps on thrusting hard into her as he feel himself come closer. "I can´t last much longer." His ragged voice breathes against her ear.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica’s gasping increased with every drive he plunged into her. She felt the full length of him claim her as his again and again, never did he falter or loose sync with the motions that threatened to consume her.

His words reached her ears and a shiver of power filled her as she began to pump herself up and down on him. She used his shoulders as leverage and lifted herself up so only his cock was at the tip of her entrance and then she glared down at him.

A wicked gleam of lust filled her and when she fell down on his swollen manhood she shouted for him to come deep inside her. As she felt his seeds explode, her passion too erupted from the depths of her soul to shower and coat his sex with a blanket of steamy silk.

“John!” she screamed as she violently shook all over him and hung on to him as if she would die if he let her go.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John felt his cock twitch and erupt in an incredible orgasm. His scream of pleasure mixes with erica´s. He felt his legs give and while he still hold her he sits down on the floor. Still with his rod buried in her. He lies down on his back, drawing her with him.

Trying to catch his breath he looks up into her eyes. His lips form into a shaky smile. "That was intense." He says when he find his voice again. "How i have missed this." With a grin he continues. "Even though i can not remember it being this wild."

He touches her chin and let her see all the love he have for her. "I can get used to this. We can make love in every room of the house." He laughs with pure joy.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica giggled and felt his cock slide out of her. She took his hand and brought it too her lips. Her tongue snaked out and licked his fingers. “That sounds doable.” She winked and then let him go. She walked around him and picked up her dress, slipped it back over her head and grinned back.

“I am so glad you forgave me, baby. I don’t ever want to disappoint you again and ...”

She took a deep breath and caressed his cheek. “I’ve made a lot of mistakes and I’ve tried to fix them. I’m sure I’ve made some I haven’t even told you about and I’m sure I’ll make more. But... I am sorry for them and I’ll do whatever I have to in order to make up for my screw ups.”

Her hand fell and she walked about the kitchen cleaning away the remains of their supper. She felt his eyes following her and she blushed, knowing what they had done just minutes before. A thrill ran up her spine as she imagined the next few weeks with him and all the time they’d have together.

Suddenly the phone rang and her heart skipped a beat, her face paled and her eyes flew to John’s. “I wonder who that is?”

She didn’t want to answer it. It could be anyone... “Let it gone.” She told him, wondering if he would or if he wouldn’t.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John thought about her words. At the time of their crisis he had a real problem with forgiving her. Now he was glad he did though. He did not forget about it and he never would. He knew that he was happier with her than without her. At the time he was on the brink of leaving her and he would have íf Robert hadn´t persuaded him not to. Robert was divorced. His wife had an affair and Robert could not get over it. The grief and heartbreak was what had Robert to try and make John to try and reconcile with Erica. In Roberts case the affair of his wife was more serious than Erica´s.

"We got through it then and we have managed better and better." With a smile he went up from the floor as Erica started to clean up after their meal. Just then the phone rang. John missed his wife´s reaction and walked over to the phone in the kitchen. "Sorry babe, it can be important." He lifted the phone and immediately recognised the voice on the other side.

"Hello John. Been a while since i spoke to you." It could be no other than Darien Salado.

"I would rather keep it that way Salado. But it seems i have no choice but to speak with you."

"Indeed my dear John, no choice indeed. Not if you ever wish to solve who those was that shot you, and why." The slippery and arrogant voice of Salado made the skin crawl on John´s forearms.

"Ok, say where and when i should meet you and i will be there."

"Tomorrow. I call and set up the meeting. Have a good night now and i am sure you will not regret meeting with me." With a laugh Darien hangs up.

John looks at the dead phone in his hand and puts it back. Sighing he goes over to the kitchen table and sits down in the chair. Completely unaware he are still nude. The expression on his face are showing signs of both anger and disgust.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica’s face grew pale as she went through the motions of cleaning up and listening to her husband talk on the phone. She swallowed her fear when John finally hung up and sat down. She too ended the farce of washing dishes and not being curious. She sat down and took his hand in hers.

“Was that the DEA guy?” she asked.

He confirmed and she shuddered for a moment and then smiled softly. “I guess you’ll need a ride to a meeting with him huh?”

She would take him wherever he would go. Darien wouldn’t admit to their affair in front of her. He wanted her back. He knew screwing her marriage up wasn’t the way to do it. She’d never forgive him.

What had it been that brought her to Darien in the first place? She knew the long hours filled with no one and nothing had been the reason behind her two affairs, but the two men she’d cheated with were opposites of John. . .was that why she’d gone to them? She wished she knew, then she’d make sure she was never around men like that again.

“Honey, let’s go on to bed and get some rest. Tomorrow comes to soon and I have a feeling it isn’t a meeting your going to enjoy since you don’t like this guy any.”

She kissed his lips and sat back wondering if she would still have a man to kiss goodnight and good morning to after tomorrow’s meeting.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John smiled sadly at his wife. "Yes it was Salado. I don't like you to come to the meeting i will have with him. He is a dangerous man. With no morals and i have no doubt he is a killer." He looks very seriously at her. "I will take Robert with me as backup. He distrust him even more than i. He likes him less than i as well."

He sighs deeply. "The truth is that Salado is behind Roberts divorce from Lynn." He closes his fingers into a fist. "Remember the divorce three years ago? Robert and Lynn was seemingly happy together. Then Darien Salado joined the force. It did not take long for him to start hating Robert. Maybe Robert was to clean and not on the take. Then Robert started to suspect Salado of theft and taking bribes, Salado did all he could to destroy Robert."

John looks down at the table. "All evidence that implied Salado somehow vanished and even some prime suspects ended up dead. We knew that it was Salado that had them killed but had no evidence."

He looks up at Erica. Pain written all over his face. It hurts just to talk about it. He was the one standing by his friend during the mess.

"Then Robert found out about Lynn's affair. She had a lover for about two months. That lover was Darien Salado. Both Robert and Lynn was heartbroken but Darien just walked away unharmed. He had just seduced Lynn to hurt Robert. Despite Roberts love for Lynn he could not get over what she had with Salado. If it had been someone else. Maybe he had gotten over it eventually."

He tries a smile but it don't feel very real. "You can see why i never wan't you to meet him. He is evil and wreck peaples life. One way or another."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

His words filled her with dread and she paled. Her stomach lurched and she shuddered. “John, I’m sorry that happened...” She stood up her hands shaky and her belly nauseous. No longer was she even remotely aroused.

“I’m not feeling well hon.”

She walked over and kissed his cheek. “I’m going to take a hot bath and then I’ll come to bed.” She caressed his cheek and smoothed down his hair. “I love you. This,” her hand swept the room, “was wonderful. Guess I’m just tired all of a sudden and maybe dinner didn’t sit well after sex,” she giggled softly and then kissed him again.

“Don’t wait up for me,” she told him as she made her way to her bedroom.

She closed the door and shook violently. After a few minutes she went to her dresser and pulled out one of her pajama tops and shorts. She took them to the bathroom and drew herself a hot bath, tossing in several capfuls of bubble bath to aid her in her attempt for relaxation.

Once she submerged herself in the water, the tears fell. She refused to make a sound though, fearful John would come in and “catch” her crying. She would have to call Darien and beg him not to tell John about the affair. She didn't want to lose her marriage and John's apparent dislike for Darien showed her how he would react if he ever found out about the affair, no matter it was brief.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John already regretted that he told his wife as much as he had done. He saw that it made her ill. He could not really blame her. The thought of Salado and what he had done was enough for John to commit murder. Erica kissed him good night and said he should not wait up on her. John nodded with a sad smile. He had ruined their evening.

As long as Salado was hanging over him as a cloud he was not very cheery. He did not trust why the man wanted to share information with him. Certainly he did not believe Salado did that for any other reason than that it helped himself. He always had an agenda in everything he did.

John stood up and went to the phone. He dialed a number and after just a few signals Robert answered.

"Hi Rob, i need a favor."

"Yeah? That would be a first." Robert chuckled softly through the line.

"Well, i really need your help."

"Anything you need mate." John could hear the curiosity in Robert's voice.

"I have a meeting with Salado tomorrow and i wan't you to back me up." There was a moment of silence then Robert replied.

"Why meet with that slime? He are nothing but trouble."

"I know Rob but i have no choice. It is about those men who shot me. He have information."

"I don't like it but i will pick you up. What time?"

"Unknown as of yet. I let you know."

After they hang up John felt exhausted. He just hoped he did the right thing. Robert was the only man he trusted with his life and he was also the one that would be the most suspicious around Salado.

He walked upstairs and went straight for the bedroom. He lay down and closed his eyes.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica stayed in the tub until she heard John pass the bathroom and head to bed. A sigh escaped her and she washed her face once more, incase their was any sign of the tears she’d been shedding. Tomorrow would come, but she prayed it wouldn’t end with her marriage. She slid out of the tub and pulled on a robe and twisted out the water in her hair, before securing it with a towel.

She thought of going straight to bed and then seducing her husband, but she wasn’t in the mood for that. She had to call the spawn of Satan and ask to meet with him. What would he demand of her? She shivered at the thought.

Erica left the bathroom and padded downstairs. She pulled a cigarette from her purse as well as her cell phone. She walked outside and sat on the cold concrete steps. Her fingers trembled as she lit the white strip of death and then sucked on the filter. It calmed her and she cursed at her weaknesses.

After several long drags she punched in the number of her ex bed warmer and waited for him to answer.

“Shoot,” the deep-baritone voice answered.

“I’d like to,” she answered back.

“Hey babe, I knew you’d be calling me.”

“What are you planning on talking to John about?” she asked.

“Hon, you know that is confidential. What two men share between each other is sacred. Like a bond. You know. . . like to lovers sharing secrets of little trysts they have when their husbands are at work, putting their lives on the line day in and day out, while their little wives get fucked silly by better men.”

“Shut up Darien. You keep your mouth shut about us,” Erica demanded.

“Look baby. . .You get your ass over here to my place before nine o’clock and we’ll discuss what I do or don’t tell hubby.”

“I’m not meeting you,” she answered back.

“You are, or John and I will speak about more than the two men who shot him. I guarantee it.”

She heard him hang up before she could answer and she shook with rage. She thought of calling him back, telling him she was coming clean with John, but she knew she wouldn’t. Finishing her cigarette, she went inside and put her phone back in her purse. She then made sure the locks on the door were secure and she headed to bed. She slid off her robe and slippers, before climbing in beside her husband and falling fast asleep.

 

[Tigerjaw]

John never saw or heard Erica coming to bed. He was sleepig hard, fighting the usual nightmares. The nightmare haunted his sleep more and more rarely. In his dreams Darien had taken the role of the bogeyman. john relived the night he was shot. In his dreams the shooters faces was not unknown. They carried Dariens face. He was shot from behind but in the dream he could see Dariens face clearly as the man pulled the trigger.

When John was awake he knew that Darien could not have pulled out the shooting. While dreaming he had no such barriers. The dream was irrational but while John was living it. It was so real to him. Darien shot him twice. It was no secret that John and Darien did not see eachother eye to eye. The whole department knew it. Robert had even mentioned some suspicions about Dariens role in what happened. John had just dismissed it but now that Darien was interrested in a meeting John had his doubts. Why would Darien wan't to help the man he hated?

It was close to morning when john awoke. He felt the shape of his wife curled up with her back against his chest. He had his arm around her. She was soundly asleep as they lay spooning. John smiled as he held her tight against his body. His morning wood got him in a good mood. Was quite some time since they lay so close while they slept. Also it was quite long ago they had been intimate like this.

John couldn't resist kissing her on her neck and letting his hand wander down between her legs. He could feel that her body reacted to his touch even though she was not awake. He felt the evidence of that against his fingers as they got wet from her juices when they entered her. The small moan she gave out, still asleep made a smile appear on his lips.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica sighed and parted her legs as her mind slowly started to come awake. “Mmm...” she moaned and then turned just enough to kiss his lips.

“Good morning,” she whispered, in a husky sleep filled voice. “A bit frisky this morning aren’t you?” she asked.

Her hand slid down with his and she shared with him the space of her slick opening. Together they teased her sex, until she was pressing her ass against him and biting her lip.

“John,” she muttered and lifted her leg high enough that he had room to guide his sex into her slippery sex. When she felt him slide expertly into her, she purred with desire. “Yes, baby.”

One hand slipped to her breast, the other she slid to her clit and began to tease it, sharp twists and taunting pulls drove her on a path of exquisite delight. “More John... Oh God baby.” Her words fell from her lips as he dragged in and out of her.

 

[Tigerjaw]

"I am always frisky when i am with you." John replied in a hoarse voice after the kiss. Now he pushed himself in and out of her. Just as hard and fast he had fucked her the evening before, he now made slow and delicate love to her. The pace of his movements was slow and her back was tightly pressed against his front. Her lifted leg made it easy to slide deep inside her.

He kissed her shoulder as his hand joined hers, teasing her sex as he kept the slow pace. His cock was buried deeply in her and he withdrew and pushed inside her again. Her sex was engulfing him so sweet. He groaned softly as her muscles gripped his length.

It felt like he could make love to her forever. It was delicious and how he loved her. His worst fears was of losing her.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica smiled and welcomed the slow thrusts of his sex. Her fingers continued teasing and when she felt her climax slowing taking her down a path of sweet release, she tightened her hold with every draw out of her husband’s cock. Her breath became more ragged, moans and sighs filled the air.

“John,” she whispered, the sound light and almost inaudible.

Her fingers left his hand and moved to the sheet, which was soon gathered up in a tight clench as she closed her eyes and felt the strokes take her closer to completion and back down again. His continued movements forced her body to grow slicker. Tingles ran through her spine, down her legs and across her toes. Her joints tightened and she bit her lip, trying hard to relax herself and prolong their pleasure.

“Baby...ohhh... oh God, John.”

She was close, and her fingers grabbed his. She held his hand tight until the climax was upon her and she groaned out his name as her fluids rushed over him.

 

[Tigerjaw]

"Oh christ." John felt her muscles retract as she came. She milked his cock and he felt that he soon was to follow her. Sighing with pleasure he slowed down his movements. It was not his attention to have his orgasm this quickly.

With a pleased smile he withdrew his cock from her. "You are irresistible." He mumbles in her ear. "Yesterday evening it went to fast. Now i won't rush things." He sits up on his knees in the bed and pushes her leg over gently so she lies on her stomach.

"We will take this slow and nice." His voice is low and controlled but his eyes reveal the hunger he feels. He leans over her and his mouth start to kiss her along her neck and down her shoulder. His hands travel down to cup her buttocks. One of his hands reaches down and cover her sex from behind and two of his fingers teases her slick sex.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Erica whimpered as he teased her sex. She was barely awake when he first entered her, now she was both awake and slowly being tormented again. Her fingers curled into the sheets and her head fell into the pillow. Lifting her hips, she slowly began to lift and drop on his fingers and hand, feeling her pussy grow more slick.

“Please baby, don’t. . .” she gasped and ground her sex against him, wanting more, but not wanting to rush it.

Her breath started to come in gasps and she trembled as more honey slid from her depths. As he teased her, Erica slid one hand down her front, and began to toy with her clit. She pulled and twisted it, adding to the aroused state her husband was putting her through.

“John, I love you baby. . .oh god, don’t stop. . . mmmm. . . right there baby.”