NIGELLA - IN BED WITH HUSBAND CHRIS<br/><br/>The hardness of that part of him that I both adored and was frightened of poked more assertively at my leg. I wanted to reach down and hold it, to feel its firm-soft heat and the pulsing blood within, to squeeze and rub it… and to feel it inside me; going deep… stretching…. Making me cry out with wanton desire.<br/><br/><strong>"All these columns,"</strong>I breathed, looking up at him, my dark curls of hair all smooshed up on the pillow around my head.<strong>"It sounds complicated. I'd rather just… stick with this one."</strong>Saying this I reached my hands down between us to clasp gently at the pole of flesh, its heat almost searing my skin. I drew it upwards, wiggling back to make room, just as his hands reached around from the back of my panties and pushed down the front. I rolled back onto my hip more to give him access, parting my legs, and as his fingers slid through my curls to find the hairless parts of me below, where I was wet and already aching to have him touch me, I bit off a small whimper, my hands clasping at his penis more firmly, beginning to stroke him.<br/><br/><strong>"Chris… darling… please? I want you... In me."</strong>I pushed my face forward again for another kiss, finding him willing and more forceful this time, his tongue pushing in as our mouths mashed together more urgently, my breath coming in small moany pants against his mouth as his fingers worked busily away where I was wet and opening up for him.