I pull into the driveway of our home in my black range rover, I turn the keys turning off the car before getting out of the car shutting the door behind me as i walk over to get my suitcase from the trunk of the car.

I've just come home from yet another business trip, leaving you home alone for three weeks with our three children. Our two sons Spencer at 12 and Art at 8 and our daughter Rylie who's only around 6 months old.

There's really only one thing I can think about right now, and that's you and how it's been three weeks since I've had you beneath me. I need to have you alone.

I walk into our house dropping the suitcase by the door. It's around 12 pm so the boys will be in school so I don't have to worry about them.

''Honey? I'm home!'' I call out shutting the door behind me, I hear your voice call out to me from the kitchen.

I walk into the kitchen finding you by the sink doing dishes, you look beautiful even in messy clothes and hair that's in a disarray.

god i need you

I walk over as I grab you, throwing you over my shoulder, I smirk at the small yelp that escaped your lips, I ignore your small protests.

''Sorry baby, but it's been too long,'' I say.

I get to our bedroom walking in as I kick the door shut behind me as I drop you down onto the bed, I crawl up your body, settling myself between your thighs, I start to kiss you deeply before breaking our kiss, I press my lips to your jaw as I kiss down to your neck.

The small moans and noises that escape your mouth are like music to my ears, I hear you start talking but i'm not really listening too consumed in lust to listen. But then I hear you say something about how you went to the doctor and you've stopped birth control.

My hands are already working my belt.

''Let's just risk it'' I say against your throat, kissing and nibbling at the skin there.