With a loud "bang...", he slammed the bedroom door shut, then wrapped his arms around her and tumbled with her onto the big bed.
She sank deep into the soft mattress, lifted her eyes to the handsome face above her, and her heart lost its rhythm. Her small hands clutched the sheets by her sides, trying hard to steady her breathing.
"Hubby..."
"Mm." He answered, his voice already thick with barely restrained desire. He lowered his head gently and kissed her bit by bit along her fair skin.
His lips seemed to carry flames; wherever he kissed, it felt like fire leapt up there.
But his kisses always stopped at the right moment. Every time he sensed her getting tense, he would adjust himself, never forcing her to go further.
After all, this was something between two people; he couldn't be the only one having a good time. So every time their intimacy ended with kisses as the finish line; she left him burning all over, and he would go take a cold shower.
