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I look at my watch. 6:38am.

“Fuck,” I muttered to myself, “another all-nighter”

My schedule has never been what you call normal. My workshop is at home, in my basement – and I find the stillness of the night calming. I work easier when there are no phone calls to make, no e-mails to answer to right away, no distractions – just my music, my work and me. Silver-smithing can be a quiet meditation, it can also be a pain in the ass for the person living with you – all the banging and the swearing that go with the territory. We may work alone, but our mouths would make any sailor or – as we now know from reality television shows – any chef proud.

This was, however, not a night of “meditative calmness”. This was a night of the pre-valentine’s day madness. Too many orders, not enough time. Not that this is a problem I’m complaining about of course.

I climb wearily up the stairs to my bedroom. The sparse but well-appointed room is a sight for sore eyes after the organized chaos that is my workshop. He was still asleep, and I stood for a moment to admire his form – his body radiated warmth against the grey sheets, the dark mahogany bed, and the sunlight beginning to filter through the windows. For a moment, I just wanted to crawl into bed, suckle on his cock and enjoy the feeling of skin on skin but practicality prevents me – I’m covered in silver shavings and there is metal polish under my nails. I sigh and with some reluctance, padded to the bathroom and stripped.

I turned the water on and steam began to fill the room. I step in and let the hot water do its magic on me, relieving the tightness in my neck and shoulders from being hunched over all night. I moan in relief and try to rub out the sore spots. I love my work, but, as in every profession, there’s always a physical consequence.

I smiled when I heard him enter the bathroom and felt his calloused hands sliding over my own. Working hands, we both have working hands. We’ve both earned every scar, every callous for the sake of our craft. My hands have long lost anything feminine about them, but I’m strangely content by that – these hands can craft dreams out of metal and stones.

“Hi baby,” he whispered in my ear as he rubbed my shoulder. “Productive night?” He’s stopped asking whether it was a long night long ago. Sometimes, for me, nights are never long enough.

“Yes,” I mumbled back, and continued to enjoy his hands on my body. He lowered his head to kiss my neck. One hand continued to rub my shoulder from behind while the other roamed lower, across my breasts, over my hardened nipples, and down my belly.

I moaned when he found me already wet and waiting. His talented fingers found my clit and gently brushed it, and a second time, more forceful, drew a sigh from my lips. He wrapped his left arm around me, held me across the shoulders, and leaned me back into his body as he as he rubbed my clit, insistent but tender.

I cried out when I came, the world exploding into different colours of light and my body shuddered. When I opened my eyes again, I saw his smiling eyes looking down at me, just a flutter away, and he kissed me softy – my top lip, my bottom lip, then both. He’s always said he loved kissing me.

He shampooed my hair and soaped my body, such simple, innocent but erotic acts of intimacy. By the time we crawled back into bed, dawn had broken and every fiber of my body was craving his touch.

He wrapped his arms around me from behind me, holding me tight as he fitted his body into mine as we curled up together. It was a cool morning, and we cocooned ourselves in our duvet, his hands rubbing my arms to keep me warm. I luxuriated in the early morning light as he ran kisses across the back of my shoulders.

I ran my fingers lightly across his arms, enjoying the feel of the length of his body against mine and his rapidly hardening cock against my ass. He ran a hand up to my face, and ran the back of his hands across my cheek and I turn and nuzzle it like a kitten.

“So beautiful baby”, he breathed, “so soft… so smooth…” he brushed the hair off my neck ad kissed it, slowly stoking the fire in my body and my hips start to slowly grind in response.

One of his hands slid down and squeezed my breast and pinched my nipple. I groan in response and I felt his cock at my pussy, already wet and waiting. In one slow, unhurried move, he slid his hands down to my hips and pulled me onto his cock, filling me.

I groaned, his cock buried deep inside me as he kissed me down my back and his hands found my swollen clit. I reached behind me and found his hips, and pulled him into me a little deeper. I heard him sigh, and felt him bite my shoulder lightly.

I felt every inch of him sliding in and out of me and he started fucking me. Long, slow, teasing strokes. His hands running back up to my breasts as he pulled himself all the way out, then all the way back into my warm, tight pussy. I pushed back into him, urging him to fuck me a little faster.

I grind my hips back into him, our breathing speeding up. My first orgasm almost took me by surprise and I felt it wash over me like a wave of light. I heard myself laughing, as I am apt to when I cum.

I can feel him smile, and rolled me onto my stomach so he can fuck me deeper and harder. As he bit my beck, I can feel my ass rise to meet his every thrust. Our movements faster now, and more urgent, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside me and a moan escaping my throat at every thrust.

He slowed, and I felt him take a finger, coating it with my wetness and felt him slid into my ass. My body hummed in response as I arch back tighter to him, urging him to fuck me harder, faster. Nothing but pure sensation as he pounds into me, pushing me hard into my bed,

I threw my head back and laughed a full-throated laugh as I came again, my entire body shuddering. I heard him growl, and felt him fill me with his cum deep inside me. He kept pumping his hips, pushing even deeper into me. My pussy clenched again at that, the feeling of being filled almost sent me over the edge again.

He falls into the bed beside me as he reluctantly pulled out. I see my own lazy smile reflected on his face – deeply content, relaxed. He took my face in his hands and kissed me again deeply, his tongue parting my lips. Like a woman drowning, I drank it all in.

He pulled me on top of him and laid my head down on his chest to listen to his heartbeat, his fingers twirling my hair. I know I’m going to have to share him with the world soon, but at that moment, nothing else matters.

My nights are never long enough, and on some days, neither are my mornings.

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Sex ed in school taught me the mechanics but fell short when it came to practicalities. Take orgasms, for example. They told us orgasms happen when you’re married to a woman and you want to make a baby. They never once mentioned masturbation, so the idea that I might make myself have an orgasm never occurred to me. They told me about intercourse, too, for all the good it did. They said you put your penis in her vagina, and you have an orgasm. I didn’t even know I’d have to rub it in and out....

Slow On The Uptake Ch 01

‘What the hell is wrong with you?’ Blake could not believe what he was hearing from his best friend. ‘Nothing, I just think that maybe he deserves a second chance.’ ‘A second chance? Really? I thought you already gave him that along with chances three, four, and five. ‘ Blake could not understand how she was even thinking about staying with her boyfriend Dev, all they did was fight and have sex. Dev never wanted her to do anything but sit around and wait for him, but he just went and did...

Slow On The Uptake Ch 02

Thank you to my editor Ditee. ** Sam looked at the caller ID on her cell, then pressed ignore and put it back in her bag. That was the third time Blake had called while Sam was out shopping with Maggie. ‘So are you going to tell me what the hell happened with you and Blake?’ Maggie knew something was up, Sam always answered her phone for Blake, even if it was to tell him to she was busy and to stop calling. ‘Nothing happened’ ‘Riiiight,’ Maggie looked at Sam and rolled her eyes ‘Ok then...

Slow Sweet Sex

We’re laying in bed. He’s laying on his back and my head is on his chest, and he’s stroking my cheek ever so softly. We’re watching a movie, but I am barely aware of it, enjoying the gentle, tender touch of his fingers brushing my cheek lightly. I am stirred deep inside, emotionally first, thinking how amazing he is, how lucky I am, how good it feels to be his. But then there is a stirring deep inside my body, wanting to be close to him, to touch him, to make the action of our bodies match the...

Slow Burning Fire

Soaked! Nothing could be more disappointing than crawling into bed and laying in an icy wet spot. I jump out and pull the heavy brown quilt down to discover the cause of the wetness. I don't drink in my bed, it can't be anything I've spilled on the bed. I haven't wet the bed, I hope it's not from an animal that came inside the cabin to escape the snow. Snow. Of course it's snow, I look up and can see a fine flutter of snow falling from a hole in the ceiling. I sigh, what I viewed as quaint...

slow sunday

so sitting here on a slow sunday bored and thinking of a good time i had with the girl i mentioned in the previous story.she has hounded us to go out the house on a slow sunday ...bored we had gone into town for something to do! we went shopping (not my fave). after suffering being dragged round a few hours i suggested we have a cheeky drink in the pub. she agreed. late afternoon drinks are always the best. we hit up the pub having just a few drinks but this led to a few more and this more...

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