[oom] Come Away With Me

[justcallmefee]

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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[justcallmefee]

They'd dozed most of the day away, waking up only to eat a light breakfast and go for another swim. By the time evening rolled around, Fiona was growing restless. She cajoled him into getting dressed and taking her to the restaurant for dinner.

She wore the cobalt blue sun dress, spaghetti straps over a fitted bodice, and a long flowing skirt. It looked stunning, if the way he couldn't keep his eyes off her was any measure.

The staff recognised them as priority clientèle and seated them straight away, and the service was flawless. The food was excellent too, and of course, the champagne. They finished off a bottle in no time, and he ordered two more.

She lifted her chin, purring happily, "To take back to the room with us?"

[latino_menace]

'One for the room, one to drink on the way back to the room.'

He grins and gestures a waiter over, telling him to get one of them put on ice in their villa.

'Are you ready to go?'

[justcallmefee]

She just laughs, beaming at him as she rises.

"I like the way you think. Here," she stops the waiter with a hand on his arm as she rises. "Can you take these back to my room too?"

She slips her heels off and hands them to him.

"As you wish, madame."

"Thanks," she grins, her eyes on Ramon's face. "C'mon. I want to walk in the surf."

[latino_menace]

'OK.'

He has no objection so he takes her hand and leads her out onto the sand, the open bottle of Cristal dangling casually from the other.

'I'm getting a tan tomorrow. You'll have to let me out of bed.'

[justcallmefee]

She takes his hand and slips her arm through his, keeping him close. Her lower lip juts out in a mock pout.

"You mean, I have to put on clothes?"

[latino_menace]

'Did I say that?'

He laughs and bends to kiss her lightly, tasting champagne on her lips.

'You never have to wear clothes around me and I didn't see many other people around today.'

[justcallmefee]

She hums against his mouth, savouring the kiss. The night air is warm and there's a light breeze blowing. She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, grinning up at him, only a little tipsy.

"All right, but you might have to help put sunscreen on my back. Don't want end up getting burned and not able to enjoy the rest of our holiday."

Like everything here, the restaurant is only a few yards from the beach and she steers him down towards the water.

[latino_menace]

He lets her lead him, smiling, swigging liberally from the bottle as they go.

'Put sunscreen wherever you like. We'll have to get some that tastes nice because I'll probably lick it all right off again.'

[justcallmefee]

She holds her hands out for the bottle, taking it from him in exchange for another kiss. She tips it back and takes a long drink, laughing as it foams and dribbles down her chin.

"Here," she offers. "This tastes like champagne."

[latino_menace]

He laughs and steps in to kiss her, running his hands down her back and onto her butt as he does.

'You're right, it does. Anyone would think I only provide the best, or something.'

[justcallmefee]

She purrs against his mouth, one hand tousling his hair. "You're gorgeous, you know that?"

[latino_menace]

'So are you.'

He tilts his head to kiss her throat, breathing in the smell of her with a small noise of appreciation.

'Gorgeous and beautiful. I just want you all the time.'

As if she hadn't noticed that already.

[justcallmefee]

She melts against him, her chin rising as her hand weaves in his hair, pulling him close. She presses her nose into his hair, drawing him into her lungs.

"Cariño," she murmurs. "You have me. All the time."

[latino_menace]

He holds her for a moment, enjoying the feel of her hand in his hair (and his hands on her butt). Then he straightens with a grin, reaching in his pocket with one hand and keeping hold of her with the other.

'Think we'll ever get tired of all the fucking?' he asks cheekily, putting a joint between his lips and lighting it. One long drag and he's leaning forward to blow the smoke into her mouth. So much stronger that way.

And he already knows he'll never get tired of having her. It's just too good to ever get boring.

[justcallmefee]

The sun has long since set and she can see the outline of his face as he lights the joint. She's sipping more carefully from the bottle of champagne, watching the glowing tip as he takes a long breath.

"Not if I have anything to say about it," she growls. She stands on her tiptoes, pressing her lips to his as she breathes in the smoke, holding it for a long moment before letting it out with only a few small laughing, coughs.

[latino_menace]

'And you do,' he murmurs against her jaw, before toking again and kissing it into her.

Strong stuff, as always. Only the best.