“Hurry,” Honey said as she undid her pants, “we’ve only got a few minutes.”
“A few minutes?” Jesse was confused but followed suit.
“Okay, maybe more than a few minutes but maybe less too. I don’t know.”
“Right but, what are you talking about Bee?”
Jesse always called Honey his Honey Bee, or Bee for short. She would always respond with a kiss on his lips and a short buzz sound.
“You know, everything. Anything. It might not matter and everything could end in an instant.”
Jesse’s socks were off and he was standing in his underwear as Honey went on. He was looking at her with a hunger in him and it was obvious. She could have been reciting the Gettysburg address and he wouldn’t have heard much of it.
“Right so, are you saying we should hurry? Like, do it quick?”
“No no,” she shook her head as her shirt came off and dropped to the floor.
“I’m saying we should just enjoy it. All of it. This. You and I. Everything. Always.”
Honey smiled and threw her arms around Jesse, stripped down to her bra and panties. She kissed him long, deep and hard on his lips. Her body pressed into his and her naked flesh warmly against him.
“Well then,” Jesse smiled and ran his hands up her body, unhooking her bra and kissing back against her lips, “we better make the most of these minutes then.”