Title: The Perfect Apology
Note: Written for the primeval100 challenge ‘I’m Sorry’.
Becker tried not to react as Sarah placed hot kisses over his body, following the line down the centre of his chest. But, wearing only a pair of boxers, his reaction to her was painfully obvious.
“I’m sorry,” he pleaded, caring more for his desire to touch her than his pride.
Where the hell had she gotten handcuffs from anyway?
The bed creaked as she shifted, sitting across his stomach.
“Never,” she warned, “speak to me like I’m stupid again.”
She smiled, apparently satisfied.
“Now,” she said, leaning across him, keys in hand, “make it up to me.”