The food was forgotten. He dragged her inside her room and stripped her again. Slowly placed her in the bed, savoring her lips, her neck, and all parts of her body one by one.
"Alexandra May..you'll be the death of me." He said voice husky and labored. She slapped his shoulders hard.
"Ouch, I didn't know you're into this kink." He said while thrusting slowly.
"Do you need to say that, during make-up sex?" Her voice is raspy and dehydrated.
She heard him laugh.
"Okay let's not talk, let's do." And take her mouth again.
"Wait I have to call in sick." She said, that made him laugh even louder. She slaps his shoulders again.
"Stop, honey I am now really suspecting that you like this kind of kink." He held her hand and pinned it on her sides.
"I said I need to call in sick." He took her phone and gave it to her, but put himself back inside her and continued to thrust while she talks.