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The moment he walked in the door and saw her standing there he couldn’t help himself. Discarding his jacket as he moved towards her with swift and sure motions. It didn’t take long to reach her as she was kneading dough over the table her back to him. Having closed the last bit of distance between them Ross wrapped his arms around Demelza and drew her back firmly against him, only to be rewarded with a little gasp of surprise and a small giggle at the end.
“Ye be home then?” came her slightly breathy greeting.
“I am..and I only want one thing?”
“Ye dinner?” of course she was being cheeky because she could clearly feel what he wanted up against her backside.
Ross smiled a bit to her cheeky comment but decided words were overrated at the moment and slid his hands down to get a firm grasp on the silk of her skirt and hiked it up slow inch my inch. Perhaps this was not the most gentlemanly way to go about things but today he did not care. He gave her pert behind a firm swat as he drew the skirt all the way up and simply tugged her unders away. The smack and the shifting of clothing had given him the desired gasp from Demelza.
As much as it pained him to waste any time he was not going to risk any hurt to his wife. He loved her and would never do that so as he used one hand to work his pants open the other slid over her bare skin firmly holding around her until his fingers found her core and slid over then gently in, grinning as he did he found her well wet and ready already. Good he mused inwardly as he freed himself from his pants shoving them down then reaching up to firmly press his hand to the small of Demelza’s back, holding in her place..controlling but being kind about it. He loved her after all and they had not been together like this yet, it had always been gentler in the bed.
“Any objections Wife?” he said his voice a low gravely growl.
“No…” she responded right away..easily her breath a pant as she wiggled that pert rear end for him, showing him more then her simple word said she was ready to be mounted.
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