Kitchen Sex

you slip up behind me quietly
as I peel vegetables at the sink
brushing my hair away from my neck
you kiss me gently just beneath my ear
making me shiver
 
I smile as I turn and raise a hand  
to playful swat you away
but you catch my wrist and stop me
your expression makes me catch my breath
 
that can wait
you tell me quietly
your voice soft but insistent
desire dripping from each word
and I know there is no arguing with you
 
now? I ask  
but you know I’d never deny you
NOW you say
your eyes echo your voice
 
when you take my hand in yours
and lead me away from my task
I giggle because I know what you are wanting
you look at me over your shoulder
with a single raised eyebrow
I try my best to look innocent
but you know better
 
reaching the table, we stop
silently undress one another
kissing, touching, stroking
at last we stand naked, entwined
in one another’s arms
in the middle of our kitchen
 
you pull out a chair and sit
giving me a look that says
you know what to do
I straddle your lap
impaling myself on you
you close your eyes and take hold of my hips
trying to push yourself even deeper
kissing  your way down my neck and chest
you take one of my nipples into your mouth
tease it with your tongue
and draw from me a long contented sigh
 
Like a rodeo cowgirl on a champion stud bull
you chuckle at your own words
I smile and tell you to shut up and fuck me harder
you comply
 
amid the scattered ingredients for dinner
and the scent of the pie I baked earlier
we love one another
as we have hundreds of times before
familiar bodies
familiar passions
comfort sex
still fresh and new
still intoxicating
still exhilarating
even after all these years
 
after  
you hold me close
and whisper that you love me still
as much as the first time
we dress as silently as we undressed
I head back to the sink
with a smile on my face
you smack my ass as I walk away from you
I turn and give you the look
which only makes you smile
shaking my head, I pick up a carrot  
and begin peeling again