Valentine's Day

When she called me upstairs, I knew the food would be overcooked. When she dropped her robe, I thought, 'let it burn.'
Her skin was flawless. Sinewy limbs from hours spent on her mat. Her eyes focused on me, like I was her prey. She was practically glowing, taking in every bit of light in the room and sending it back out through her pores.
I went from zero to ten in no time wanting to show my appreciation.
She pounced, her long legs around my waist, her soft lips on mine. My hands immediately grabbed her ample backside, giving it a little squeeze as I ground my awaiting member into her naked body. I wanted to bury myself in her depths until she screamed for mercy. Until she was hoarse with pleasure, but I also wanted this to last. With a deep breath, I laid her out on the bed kissing her lips, the nape of her neck, the middle of her chest between her breasts... I continued down with a trail of kisses until I found her warm wet center. Pulling her legs apart, I found the bright pink bud waiting begging be sucked on.
The first taste was bliss. Her back arched immediately as I took her between my lips. My dick jumped at her sudden intake of breath. I wanted - no, I needed her to come for me. I continued to nip, lick and suck on her throbbing clit while running my tongue up and down her slit. She moaned, pulled at my curls, scratched the top of my back, and yanked a pillow over her face, but I wouldn’t be satisfied until I got what I wanted.
A river of juices flowed from her body into my mouth, all over my beard. I did my best to get every last drop, but she gushed like a faucet. I nearly came in my pants. After she began to twitch at the slightest breath, I finally undressed completely allowing my manhood to be free from the confines of my jeans. I could see it in her eyes and from the lick of her lips that she wanted to put her mouth on me returning the gift, but I was nowhere near done giving.
With a devilish grin, I took her ankles and pushed them up to her ears. All those years of yoga had paid off. I lined myself up with her center, and before she could brace herself, I slid all nine inches into her tight canal. She immediately pinned her back to the bed. The immense pleasure clear on her face. My strokes began long and tortuously slow. Her wetness continued to drip from my shaft. Watching my body connect with hers was pure bliss. It turned me on listening to her, loving her, fucking her. Having her want me, taking all of me and asking for more. I bit my bottom lip knowing I was the only one that would be doing this to her for the rest of our lives.
I got so caught up, I want ready for her to flip the script. She rolled out of my grip and pulled me on the bed. Her long legs straddled each side of me before she came down. My feet curled at her aggressive nature. I loved watched her beautiful breasts bounce up and down as she rode me mercilessly. I wanted to sit up and suck on them, but she forced me back down.
I no longer had control.
I could smell the salmon start to burn. I was running out of time. I turned her over and put her on her stomach. My favorite position. To go as deep as I wanted and to watch that heart-shaped ass bounce off me.
My Valentine.
We pound into each other making a wet slapping noise. I could feel the orgasm building in between my thighs. My legs started to feel numb. I grabbed her hips and began to thrust into her like I wanted to break her back or something, but she could give as good as she took. I wasn't normally vocal, but tonight, as the buildup became overwhelming, I couldn't help myself. With one last thrust, I emptied everything I had into her. She must've come with me because I heard her scream out as well.
I wanted to lay with her. Wrap her in my arms in post-coital bliss, but that wasn't to be. The burning smell was overwhelming, and I had to turn the stove off before the entire house went up in flames.
"What was that supposed to be?"
She asked, a smile heavy on her words.
"Your Valentine's dinner."
She quickly opened the windows and the patio door letting the smoke out.
"Well, we can always order takeout."
I walked up to her with a shrug and pulled out a box of jelly donuts from behind my back.
"Or, you know, you could finish your dessert."
The wide smile on her face was more than enough to make up for the disastrous dinner. Besides, I was plenty full on her anyway.