Reunited

The airport was crowded as Angel waited for Mike’s plane to arrive. Shouldn’t be long now, according to the monitors. They waited so long for this moment that she was actually nervous now. They hadn’t seen each other in person for nearly a year. Of course, with modern technology, they talked almost every day. So many possibilities, but none of them came close to actually touching each other. To smell each other’s scent. To feel each other’s breath when their lips touched. The soft moaning when their tongues played. But most importantly, the feeling of holding each other. Angel wondered if she would be able to stop herself from bursting through the crowd, or running to him the moment he comes in sight. The monitors changed information; his plane landed…

When the doors finally opened, an older couple were the first to walk out, smiling happily. A young child in the crowd screamed “Grandma!” and started running towards them. ‘How sweet’, Angel thought as she watched the scene. She smiled a little and looked back at the double doors. A woman with a baby, followed by a man who looked bored. Normally she would have wondered why he looked that way, but her mind was completely blank, she was too anxious now. A man in a fancy suit, another older couple, two young girls and finally that familiar face.

Angel just stood there, nailed to the floor, but even if she was able to move her legs, she couldn’t take her eyes of him long enough to find her way through the crowd. He scanned the waiting people and froze when he saw her. Their eyes locked and he mouthed ‘hi’. For all she knew the waiting area was empty now, she couldn’t see or hear anyone else but Mike. When he took a step forward, she did too. Surprisingly, she didn’t bump into anyone, it was as if everyone stepped aside to witness their sweet reunion. Another step. The crowd seemed to make way for them, as they all moved out of the way when Angel stepped forward. When they were finally toe to toe, she cast her eyes down and lifted her right hand to his chest. She put her hand over his heart, closed her eyes and sighed. “Mine” she whispered and she could feel his heartbeat quicken. A tiny smile formed around her lips and she felt his finger under her chin, making her look up. His green eyes looked almost sad when he came closer to kiss her. “Yours” he breathed, and their lips finally touched.

A small kiss, as Mike pulled back too soon for Angels’ liking. When she opened her eyes she saw the hungry look in his eyes and smiled. “I took the liberty to reserve a hotel room nearby for tonight. You’ve had a long flight, so I thought we could spend the night here, before we go home.” Mike couldn’t stop staring at her. “But, if you rather go home now, I can cancel the room” she continued. “Home”, he almost pleaded. Angel couldn’t help herself and threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. “Home it is then” she smiled and took his hand, guiding them through the crowd again, using her other hand to call the hotel and cancel.

Mike held her hand tightly when they finally maneuvered their way out of the airport, into the parking lot. Every now and then he would look down and kiss her head, or lift their joined hands and kiss hers. Angel never stopped smiling. When they finally reached her car, he put his duffle bag in the trunk and turned to her, “I’ve missed you” he said and pulled her to him. Angel wanted to say that she missed him too, but his lips were already on hers, more demanding now. Forcing her mouth open, his tongue searched for hers. Angel was lost in their kiss again and after what seemed like minutes, she moaned so loud, it made them both giggle. Mike looked around if anyone was watching, but couldn’t see anyone. He could see Angel was as hungry for him as he was for her and wished she didn’t cancel the hotel already.

Angel automatically started walking to the driver side, when she felt Mike tugging her to the passenger side. When he stopped beside the door, she looked at him and said, almost apologetically “I’m driving”. He smiled at her and opened the passenger door. “Right you are” he said and sat down, pulling her on his lap, her feet dangling out. He wrapped his arms around her and placed his head on her chest. “It’s too bad you’re not wearing a skirt” he whispered “I could have taken you right here in the car. I’m not sure I can wait until we get home to bury myself in you”. Angel smiled “You’re kidding, right? You tell me to cancel the hotel room, because you want to go home, and now you can’t wait till we get there?” She kissed his forehead and got off his lap. She walked around the car and got in behind the wheel. “Buckle up”.

On the drive home Mike chatted away about his trip and the interesting people he met. After almost two hours they finally arrived and as he was taking his duffle bag out, Angel opened the front door of their home. It immediately felt like home again, something she hadn’t felt since he left. She smiled to herself and turned around. Tapping her foot on the floor, her arms crossed and looking impatient, she waited for Mike to come in. When she looked at her watch when he walked up to the door, he stopped and raised his eyebrows. “Really?” he asked and slowly walked closer.

“That is not polite, Angel” Mike scolded playfully, when he closed the door behind them. “You don’t think so?” she challenged “Hmm, maybe you need to teach me some manners…?” She looked him straight in the eyes and continued “it has been over a year since you taught me how to behave, so I might have forgotten some of the rules” He looked down on her and his eyes softened. “I want to make love to you tonight, baby. I’ve missed you so much” he whispered and took her in his arms. “please let me lose myself in you tonight.” Angel didn’t know what to say at that so she only nodded at him.

He swept her off her feet and carried her in his arms up the stairs to the bedroom, kissing her fiercely. He set her on her feet in front of the bed and asked “please strip for me” as he sat down on the edge of the bed. She took his face in her hands and bend over to kiss him, “of course” she whispered to his lips and stood straight again, taking a few steps back. “Lay down.” He slid further on the bed and put his hands behind his head while lying down. She slowly turned around, sexually moving her hips around. She had ‘you can leave your hat on’ by Joe Cocker in her mind and started moving to the music in her head.

Slowly she opened her white blouse, button by button, while moving to the imaginary music. When all buttons were opened she slowly let the right sleeve drop from her shoulder, sensually rolling her shoulder at Mike. He winked, encouraging her to go on. She gave him a shy smile and turned around, shaking the left sleeve from her shoulder, dropping the blouse on the floor. She looked over her shoulder at him while opening the zipper from her jeans. Hooking her thumbs behind the belt loops she pulled the jeans over hips and down her legs. Mike had an amazing view while she bent over to remove the jeans completely, stepping out of her heels at the same time.

Almost naked, only wearing her bra and panties, she crawled onto bed, looking hungrily at Mike. When she was at waist height, she opened the button of his jeans and the zipper. Mike lifted his hips up and let her pull down his jeans. Angel wanted to pull down his boxer short too, but Mike shook his head. “I think I want to save that for last” he winked. Angel winked back “You’re right. Save the best for last, right?” and she descended down with his jeans. He already took of his shoes when he climbed into bed, so she took of his socks one by one, kissing each toe in the process. She kissed her way back up again, his ankles, shins, knees but she let her tongue linger at his thighs. She remembered he was a little ticklish there, so she took her time, enjoying Mike’s squirming under her touch. Skipping over the boxer short area, she kissed his happy trail, as she called it, slowly licking her way up, pushing his shirt further up over his chest. She was straddling him now, feeling his hardening cock push against her pussy. His breathing quickened and she could feel his abs tighten under her hands. She bit his nipple softly and that’s when he lost his control.

Mike sat up and took off his shirt with one hand, holding Angel close with the other one. In one swift motion she was on her back on the bed and he was on top of her. His legs were between hers, forcing her to open them. “My turn” he hoarsely managed to say and started tracing kisses from her neck to her breasts. He cupped the left one with his hand and with his teeth he pulled down the soft lace, freeing it. Angel let out a hard moan and arched her back, pushing her breast in his mouth. Mike sucked and bit her nipple until it was hard and swollen and moved to the other one. He slid his hand behind her back, opened her bra and removed the straps from her shoulders. Leaning on his left arm, careful not to put any weight on her, he threw her bra on the floor and cupped her breast, licking her nipple until this one was hard and swollen too. When Mike looked up, he saw her looking down on him. Mike pushed himself up and leaning on his elbows he took her hands in his, twining their fingers together. “I’m so crazy about you” he whispered and kissed her gently. Angel smiled against his lips “I love you…”

Their kiss was passionate, tongues playing sensually, never breaking contact. They both knew this was a moment that needed to last forever. Their initial carnal lust was replaced with an intense longing for a deeper connection. Being apart for so long made their need for each other almost painful. Mike couldn’t bear it any longer and stopped the kiss. “I need to be inside you. To be as close as humanly possible” he said while freeing his hands. Getting on his knees, Angel could see the raw emotion on his face and sat up, wanting to say something to match his words. Placing one hand over his heart and the other cupping his face she said; “You already have my heart. My soul is a part of yours. Together one, remember. You already are as close as humanly possible.” Mike didn’t say anything, he took off his boxer shorts and gently pushed Angel back down. His hands traced their way down to her panties and slowly removed them.

He lowered himself back on his elbows, his cock positioned in front of her wet pussy. He entwined his fingers with hers again and smiled. “Ready?” he asked. She closed her eyes and smiled back, nodding slightly. Mike slowly pushed himself in, savoring the feeling of every inch. Angel moaned softly and squeezed his hands. When she felt him completely inside she opened her eyes, looking intensely in his eyes and whispered: “Welcome home.” And Mike knew he finally was.

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