[oom] Come Away With Me

Oct 19, 2009 15:35

She packed a small bag with a handful of bikinis (the ones he'd bought her in Miami), and some toiletries.  She picked three of the gorgeous dresses he' d helped her pick out and threw them in her garment bag, along with the appropriate shoes.  Quick, easy, light.  (The 9mm goes in the outside of the bag, where she can get to it in a hurry.)

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oom, ramon

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justcallmefee October 28 2009, 23:59:39 UTC
The night air here in the islands is warm and wonderful. She'd thrown off the covers and ended up sprawled across the huge bed, snoring softly.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 18:21:32 UTC
Her throwing off the covers and woken him after a while - because she threw them on him and now he's too hot. They get shoved away but he's awake a moment or two later, blinking up at the ceiling and listening to her snore. It's cute. Actually, she's cute, when she's sleeping. He rolls on to his side and props his head on his hand, watching her for a minute.

'Fi?'

Nothing. Hmmm. This obviously calls for more direct action. He slides down the bed and starts kissing down her stomach, feather-light and heading south.

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justcallmefee October 29 2009, 18:24:39 UTC
She mumbles in her sleep, her tone petulant.

"Sheep don't count. Too many teeth."

Her hand comes to rest on his head.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 18:31:38 UTC
Right.

He pushes that out of his head and continues working downwards, detouring to kiss along the base of her abdomen before starting to slide his tongue through her folds.

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justcallmefee October 29 2009, 18:37:01 UTC
She was deep asleep, humming softly at the feel of his lips moving on her skin, but the heat of his mouth makes her shudder and moan. She opens to him, head tipping back, her spine arching as pleasure, raw and intense, twists through body.

"Jesusmaryjoseph," she hisses, and he might get the impression she's more awake now.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 18:42:06 UTC
'Morning,' he murmurs against her, even though it's still pretty much night.

Then he gets back down to business though it should be obvious to her straight away that he's in no hurry whatsoever. He spends a while just nipping her soft flesh with his lips, teasing her with care as the very tip of his plays around her slit.

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justcallmefee October 29 2009, 20:35:26 UTC
Her fingers weave in his hair, more to anchor herself to him than to guide or restrict his movements. There's an idle thought that she shouldn't be this on edge after their last session, but here she is, biting her lip, lifting her knees to rest her heels on his shoulders.

So open, so exposed like this, her heart in her mouth. She closes her eyes and tries to breathe, willing herself to calm down and let him do what he will.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 21:05:32 UTC
He fucking loves it when she spreads for him like this. There's a delicious kind of power in it, having her open and writhing and coming for him as long as he does it right.

Plus, she tastes like heaven.

His tongue begins a gentle lapping at her hole, around it, only approaching firm on occasion as he's careful to keep it light and teasing. Sometimes he can't resist dipping inside her just for a second and then out again, just tasting her for the pleasure of it. And his hands have slid around the top her legs and down, fingers exposing her clit but not touching it, not yet. Just making sure she knows she's entirely at his mercy.

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justcallmefee October 29 2009, 21:15:58 UTC
Her arms rise over her head, covering her face, fingertips gripping the edge of the mattress. Her hips rise and fall in that gentle rhythm, following his every touch, his every breath. Her voice rises, quiet whimpers becoming breathless pleas, her arousal evident in every syllable, every sigh.

It's a heady thing to be wanted this way, intoxicating even. She has his full and undivided attention here, and he's making love to her with his mouth and his hands.

Here, in the darkness, she belongs to him and she doesn't hesitate to let him know it.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 21:30:49 UTC
He keeps it like this for a long time, knowing he's hitting the right spots, letting her enjoy it slowly without ever pushing her too far. He can feel her getting more and more turned on but he doesn't move it along any further. He wants her to fall apart completely when he finally lets her come.

He loves doing this. It's no doubt evident in the amount of care he's taking to build her up and also in the quiet moans that escape him now and again as his tongue starts to slide in and out of her, slow and deep.

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justcallmefee October 29 2009, 21:47:25 UTC
She can barely breathe, her stomach muscles fluttering with every pass of his tongue. A fine sheen of sweat covers her from head to toe, and her heels are dug into his back, holding him close.

Behind her breast bone, there's a golden warmth, a sweet, sharp ache that has nothing to do with what he's doing to her body. It's bleeding down her long bones, pooling in her stomach, mingling with the white hot, molten sensation that he's pulling from her core. She thinks she might drown, might let go completely and just forget to breathe all together.

Her hands come to rest on his head, trembling like captured birds. She wants his mouth on her own. She wants his body above her, weighting her down so she doesn't fly apart. But he has a tight grip and he won't let go.

He does something, she can't tell what, just that it feels incredible. The sound that's torn from her throat is primal, raw need.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 22:07:05 UTC
He does it again, that stab with his tongue just as he presses down on her clit. God, he wants to hear her make that sound again.

His movements are faster now, more insistent as he pushes her along. He just wants to cover himself in her and then hear her scream.

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justcallmefee October 29 2009, 22:26:33 UTC
She arches hard into that touch, her breath ragged as she strives beneath him. His strong hands hold her, not letting her get away from the liquid heat of his mouth. His groan vibrates deep into her body, and she echoes it back to him, keening and crying out as he drives her, relentless and demanding.

She feels her climax sear through her like a fuse, crackling in her skin, twisting and coiling through her muscles, blazing along her nerve endings until it detonates somewhere deep inside her. Her whole body quakes as she explodes, and she's only dimly aware that the scream filling the villa is her own.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 22:30:04 UTC
...that's why he loves this.

He doesn't stop touching her though now his tongue moves to her clit and starts licking, still firm, wanting another one from her.

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justcallmefee October 29 2009, 22:41:54 UTC
Her hands do fist in his hair then, and he's still not letting her go, not letting her descend enough to catch her breath. The tighter he holds her, the more she's free to let go. She arches off the bed, trying in the same breath to get away and to get closer.

The whole world folds down to his tongue on her clit, drawing the fire down into a knot again. She goes completely rigid, only the tiniest shivers giving her away.

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latino_menace October 29 2009, 22:45:42 UTC
He wants to say comeoncomeonletgo but there's nothing in the world that could get his mouth off her cunt right now. She's rigid, like warm steel, and he just wants to fucking break her.

His fingers search her out once more, pushing into her and immediately shoving up onto her g-spot while his tongue flickers over her clit at speed.

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