Her eyes now had that familiar fire. As he laid her down on the bed, she bit her lip, and his almost evil grin took them both back to the many nights that had come before. He stood back, undoing his belt allowing his jeans to fall to the floor. She could see the outline of his thick cock through his boxer briefs, and her body was tingling with anticipation.
He slid slowly into the bed and his lips met hers. It was the kind of kiss that was both familiar and unknown all wrapped together. Their lips knew each other, but their was a passion and a desperation that left both of them unsure what would happen next. Her hands pressed against his chest slid down one playing with the band of his boxer briefs, the other gently running the edge of his bulging member. His deep growl when she began to tease him turned her on in ways others had only hope to achieve. His mouth swiftly dropped and she felt him begin to suck on her firm breasts. His one hand playing with the one his mouth was neglecting. Her sharp inhale letting him know that she still loved his firm sucking, his tongue teasing her nipple, and his pinching of the other just like she always had.