Drunk Striptease

Ellen POV

Saturday, a day I want to spend with Portia only. I don't feel like going anywhere or doing anything for the matter. This week was so stressful, work is always fun but this week there was so much to do. With two of my producers away for health issues I really couldn't do much about it but work twice as much.

I helped Portia make lunch which was fun, we made a mess but it was worth it. Her being happy with me has always made me wonder what if she were to find someone better than me? Someone who will always have time for her? I'm petrified of that ever becoming a reality.

“What are you thinking baby?” she sits on my lap as I take a sip from my glass of whatever I'm drinking, I can't remember with her being this close.

“You”

“Always” she breathes out and takes my glass drinking the rest of the amber liquid.

“Always” I repeat giving her a sly smile. She blushes hiding in the crook of my neck. I kiss her head as her hand starts to caress my abdomen.

“I want to make you scream my name” she purrs in my ear as her lips go to my neck nibbling probably making a hickey. I start to caress her thigh with my hand as hers goes under my shirt rubbing under my breast softly.

I groan when all of the sudden she stops, I instantly miss her lips on me and my body was craving her touch like it has never before. I take her lips forcing my tongue to play with hers, we both moan as our kiss becomes more feverish. We both pull back for air and look into each other’s eyes, transfixed by her lustful eyes I miss what she said.

“More?” she repeats pointing to the glass and I nod. As she goes to get up she lingers her butt above my groin, just as I'm about to touch her she walks away smiling mischievously swaying her hips provocatively.

After drinking a few more glasses I wasn't drunk to pass out but I was drunk enough. Portia just keeps teasing me and I was getting tired of it, I like it yes but she wasn't letting me touch her which was a torture.

She downs two glasses, walks to the sound system turning it on to a very sexy song. As she walks back to me her demeanor changed. She sways her hips biting her finger lightly looking at me with so much passion.

Taking her heels off she gets on top of the coffee table and starts to dance to the music, this was such a turn on. I hold my breath as she pulls her dress up her thighs, I bite my lip in anticipation as she slides her underwear off without revealing much and throws them at me.

She continues to dance, her hands going up and down her amazing body, only wish I could touch her. My patience was wavering when she winks turning around to lower the zipper of her dress. I marveled at the view I have, soon the dress falls to her feet and she kicks it off the table as she continued dance.

Jumping off the table she comes and hovers over me, she hit my hand away as I tried to touch her. I was dying here and she didn't care.

“You're turn” she pulls and pushes me to the table and sat herself in the chair I was occupying.

I try to stand straight on the table but fail. I start to unbutton my shirt slowly, one button at a time. I peek at her and almost choke at the sight I have before me, I could see everything from where I was. I finally finish with my shirt and throw it behind me, next are my pants. I unbutton them letting them fall at my feet and kick them away.

I'm not a dancer to sexy music but I tried my best. I hook my fingers on the band of my boxers pulling them down slowly to torture her. I unclasp my bra and toss it at her.

I look at Portia and with her finger she tells me to go to her which I gladly do. She grabs both my wrists pulling me on top of her, I straddle her lap as her hands touch me everywhere she possibly can. She scoots to the edge of the chair and leans back looking me over with her prying eyes.

She takes her index finger trailing it down from my neck to my stomach tickling me. Her finger goes back up to my breasts tracing them softly. I throw my head back when she rolls my nipples in between her fingers.

She sits up taking one into her warm mouth biting and sucking on it. My hand goes to her head to encourage her. Leaning back into the chair her finger continues to my thigh then up my inner thigh and she stops looking at me as if she wants to devour me. I look at her as she sneaks her digit between my folds, I hiss at her touch.

I gulp when she takes it away to lick and suck on it. Placing her finger back on me she rubs me as she only knows how, one last flick of her nail and I come undone.

Sitting up she wraps her arms around me and pulls the coffee table closer, I sit on it as she pushes me back laying on top of me between my legs. She pulls them over her waist as her hand disappears between us. She pushes two fingers at once which caught me by surprise.

“Breathe baby” her hips thrust causing her fingers to go deeper, I moan her name as she pushes in and out of me. Her lips are on my neck nibbling, biting and sucking on it, I grasp the edges of the table as I feel I’m about to explode.

“Port- oh my-” I moan “I'm-” I can't finish before my orgasm tears through me. I wrap my arms around her tightly, I don't want her to go just yet.

Kissing my chest she slides down my body caressing me ever so lightly with her lips until she reaches her destination. I look down at her as she winks before blowing over my sensitive clit, my legs twitch as her tongue sneaks out to take it into her mouth.

“Baby-” I moan and throw my head back as her soft tongue enters me and her thumb rubs my clit in soft circles. I could feel her smile as she continued her magic on me, my orgasm was threatening to come in any given moment.

And it does. I clench my jaw and close my legs around her head at the powerful feeling, I forget to breath until she comes back up to me and kisses me all over my face.

“I love you, did you know that my love?” she whispers in my ear. I tear falls down the side of my face at her words, she kisses it away. Her hand cups my face, I pull her lips to mine in a searing kiss showing her all the love I have for her.

“It's your turn my lovely pretty lady” I say over her lips. I made love to her on that same coffee table, eventually we went to bed and I again showed her how much I love her.

We finally went to sleep in the early hours of Sunday morning. There's no better place than to fall asleep in the arms of the love of your life, where you feel safe, where it feels like home, where you feel you belong.