Harris’s presence was intoxicating, and it consumed Mallory entirely. His gentle touch ignited a deep and passionate longing within her, completely erasing every doubt and fear holding her back.
Her walls slowly crumbled as the seconds went on and she felt more enraptured in his embrace; something she never thought possible. He made her feel safe, and all of her anxieties melted away like a snowflake in the sun when he tenderly ran his fingers through her hair and lightly caressed her skin; it was almost as if it was some kind of magical potion that spread its calming influence throughout her body.
Harris scooped her up in his arms, breaking their lips apart. “What are you doing?” Mallory said her voice was husky, lacked strength and protest.
“Baby, I want you,” Harris said as he carried Mallory on the near coach.
He captured Mallory's lips with his own, and she responded in kind, eagerly meeting the intensity of his kisses. Emotions fluttered within her as he continued to kiss her deeply, making her feel as if time had stopped still. His touch was electric and a warmth spread through her entire being. 
She embraced him even more tightly as their kiss intensified, his lips gentle and warm. She felt safe and secure in his arms, the passionate exchange they were sharing making her tingle with excitement and anticipation. His sweet caress seemed to awaken something deep within her as it moved across the contours of her skin. The tenderness of this moment was so overwhelming that she did not want to let go.
Harris slipped his hand under Mallory's shirt, unhooked her bra, and then cupped her breast hungrily like he had never touched her for years. Mallory's moan escaped from his mouth, a piece of sexy music in Harris’s ears. He loved the way Mallory would moan and scream out his name when he used his skilled hands to caress her body.
“Oh, baby, you’re amazing,” Harris whispered as their lips parted.
“And so do you,” Mallory murmured, kissing Harris’s neck.
Harris started to slowly undress Mallory, unwrapping her from her sweatpants and her shirt. His fingers lingered on hers as he pulled the fabric away from her body including her underwear, feeling every curve and contour of her skin underneath his touch.
Mallory felt a deep blush rise up in her cheeks; like she had never experienced anything like this before. It was exhilarating and intimate all at once. When the clothing was removed, Harris admired the beauty before him.
“You are so beautiful,” Harris said appreciatively.
“Thank you!” Mallory felt her heart skip a beat as she blushed even deeper. She smiled and allowed herself to get lost in the moment and enjoy the feeling of being desired by Harris again after all these years.
"Are we gonna do this or what?" She asked.
Harris couldn't help but laugh. "I just wanna make sure that you are doing this voluntarily with me not out of lust just like the last time we had it."
"Hey! It was never out of lust. And now, I'm not drunk, I'm on the right mind to do this," she pulled Harris and kissed him again.
Mallory's hands started to move slowly as Harris leaned over, one hand removed Harris' shirt. His warm skin revealed beneath the fabric welcomed her touch, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of heat passing over her. 
She took a deep breath before peeling off the last of his layers, exposing his huge erection completely to her admiring gaze. She gasped at the sight of it. Everywhere she looked was pure beauty and desire; it was almost too overwhelming for words. She ran her fingertips along his body, feeling every inch of him.
Harris began kissing Mallory's breast, his tongue gently and lovingly exploring the contours of her nipple, while one of his hands found its way to the other. Harris dragged his lips down Mallory's body, leaving kisses on her stomach and abdomen as he went. She was overcome by anticipation as she felt him make his way to the area that could not wait for his touch. His hand found its way between her legs, and her breathing grew shallow with desire. He placed soft, loving kisses onto her wet pussy and she gasped in pleasure at the feeling of warmth radiating between them.
Mallory enjoyed the powerful sensations that continued to grow as he touched her clit, filling her entire being with a tingling desire and satisfaction that was difficult to describe. She lay there, feeling vulnerable and exposed, as she heard the soft slurping noises of his tongue, licking her most intimate places.
His tongue was warm and skilled as it trailed up her thighs, exploring the hidden corners of her pussy with an eagerness that left no detail unexplored. Every emotion inside her heightened until she almost felt herself losing control as she came. It was the first but not the last as Harris continued licking and sucking on her clit and wet pussy like his life depended on it. 
"Harris, please, I want you now," Mallory begged.
Harris positioned himself, gently pulled Mallory close to her, and slowly shoved his shaft into her wet entrance. Mallory felt every inch of Harris's huge cock that slowly filled her in. He started moving slowly inside of her, looking at each other's eyes until he moved a little fast.
Harris continued his exploration of Mallory's body with delicate touches, each one sending sparks of pleasure through her. She found herself succumbing to the sensations washing over her, unable to do anything but enjoy them as he skillfully kept up the intensity until she was quivering with delight.
Mallory moaned and screamed as Harris moved even faster inside her. The sound of pleasure she made when engulfed in pleasure was an exquisite symphony to him, one that he could listen to all day long; it stimulated every part of him as they were intertwined together.
It took her breath away and left her trembling with an irresistible urge to let go. As his lips found hers in a passionate kiss, she felt herself giving into him completely as their bodies moved together as one in perfect harmony. His hands moved to cradle her face gently as he whispered softly into her ear, “I love you, Mally."
"I love you too, Harris," Mallory said in between her gasped breath. "Harris, I'm coming." A loud moan escaped her mouth as she finally hit a climax with her eyes shut.
Harris continued his pace until he reached his climax, while his head was buried in Mallory's shoulder. They were gasping as Harris rested his body on the couch beside Mallory. He then pulled Mallory into his arms and kissed her forehead, and then to her lips.
"I love you, baby," he said, staring at her eyes.
"I love you too," Mallory replied without a hint of hesitation.
Harris frowned, "you're not calling me baby anymore. Is it so hard for you to call me with that endearment again?"
"No. It's just that I'm no longer used to it. Besides, we already have a baby. Can we change an endearment?"
"So, what? We can be each other's big baby, right?"
"Fine!" She said pouting.
"Then say it."
"Not now, maybe later. I'm still getting used to it. Give me some time."
"Alright then, I'll give you until tomorrow." 
Later on, when they had rested long enough, Harris scooped Mallory into his arms, both of them bare and naked. 
Mallory was in shock. "Where are you taking me?"
"To my room, so you can't get out of me anymore just like the first time," Harris replied. He had a little wink at the end.
"Can I at least take my clothes?"
"Oh, you won't need them. I'm gonna undress you again anyway." A smirk played on his lips.
Mallory rolled her eyes but didn't protest, as she wrapped her arms around Harris's neck. She missed Harris's naughtiness. It's one of the traits that she likes about Harris. No dull moments when they were working at the same hotel.
The next morning, Mallory woke up with Harris sitting at the edge of the bed, staring at her. "You're awake," Mallory said while gently rubbing her eyelids.
"Of course, I am. You think I would let you escape this time?" Harris replied, a playful smirk on his face.
Mallory laughed, "I told you last night, I'm staying." 
"I'll make sure you do."
Mallory peeled the blanket as she sat on the bed, exposing her naked body. She remembered Harris didn't let her bring her clothes last night. "Can you get my clothes, please?"
"Oh, you won't need it," Harris said, scooping Mallory into his arms.
Mallory panicked, "Harris, where are you taking me? I don't smell so good," she said, feeling conscious about herself.
"Don't be shy around me, baby. You always smell good," he said, giving her a naughty wink. "Now, let's have a shower together."
"What? Harris put me down; I need to help Harriet prepare for school."
"Don't worry about our daughter; Harriet is in school now. Baby, it's already 8 in the morning." Harris put Mallory down under the shower room.
"Wait! How about the one you've been working on in the library?"
"Baby, it can wait, this won't," Harris said, pointing at his huge erection.
Mallory swallowed a lump in her throat, thinking how the huge thing pounded inside her last night. She craves to have him once more. Her cheeks warm at the thought of last night's intimate moment with Harris.