Sex Genie: Pleasing My Master

It was later in the evening by the time they finally reached home. The twins were already home, and had set up in his room to play his Xbox like they had a hundred times before. Intending to be alone with Grace, Stephen politely kicked them out, and watched their sullen looks as they returned to their own room. They may be mad at me now, but at least they didn't have to go through what I just did, he thought to himself.

The end of the day couldn't come fast enough for Stephen, and soon enough, it was time to crawl into bed to get some sleep. Changing into his bedtime clothes, he crawled between the blankets and waited for Grace to join him.

Like usual, Grace let her regular clothes slowly separate from her body, leaving her nude for a split second before a small pair of green panties and a white tank top appeared on her body, her usual sleeping wear of choice. She bounded into bed, taking a moment to pepper him with kisses in a playful manner, before setting into his side. Grace reached for his arm, pulling it in tight across her body, and tugging his hand underneath her bountiful breasts until they were locked into their preferred spooning position. Once comfortable, Grace let out a little sigh of approval.

"What a day," Stephen whispered, low against her light brown hair. There was nothing he loved more than nuzzling his nose against her brown locks and inhaling the pleasant scent of jasmine contained underneath.

"It wasn't all that bad, right?" She murmured back, turning her head to catch a part of his eyes.

"No, no it wasn't," he agreed, pulling her in close. "I'm so glad we got that apartment together. The first part of today was amazing."

"We're going to live together, officially now," she whispered in a giddy manner. "Then we can be a real family together, just us."

"You're sure that's what you want, right?"

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Grace turned back to look at him, catching his lips to devour in a long, slow kiss. "More than you know," she whispered, tenderly.

Stephen smiled, and settled his head back down against her hair. Before he knew it, he was sleeping.