[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]

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.

[justcallmefee]

He knows, he knows how to break her and with that touch, she shatters, her hands letting go of his head and splaying wide on the bed. A deep bone rattling tremor takes her, her head tipping back and her hips bucking hard beneath his mouth.

[latino_menace]

He laughs quietly and immediately moves a hand over her so that every time she bucks up, her clit will get pressure from his fingers. But he cuts her a break and pulls his head back because he wants to watch this. He's already easing his way up on to his knees, his eyes never leaving her, jerking himself off hard with his free hand.

'You come so good for me, Fi. Look gorgeous.'

[justcallmefee]

He's moving away, the night air shockingly cool on her skin where his hands were, and she cries out, feeling like she's been cut adrift. Her hands reach out for him, cling to him, pull him up her body.

"Don't let go!"

[latino_menace]

Oh, yeah. He forgot for a moment there that she likes to stay close right afterwards. Her hands pull him and he goes with them, close to her side and weaving a leg between hers.

'Better?'

[justcallmefee]

Her arms thread around his neck and she buries her face in his throat, answering with the tiniest of nods. Her breath is ragged, like she'd just finished sprinting, and she's still vibrating. She presses against him, from shoulder to knee, kissing his skin.

She presses her face to his skin, breathing him in, and the energy pouring off her is one of vulnerability, completely without guile. She needs him.

[latino_menace]

If it's what she needs, he's happy to let her cling. He strokes a hand up and down her back, letting her take her time.

[justcallmefee]

It takes awhile, but his caress soothes the storm in her heart. He's here. Not a dream. He's warm and solid and he's not a dream.

"Morning," she murmurs, eventually. She pulls back just enough to kiss his lips, a distant part of her wondering why he's stopped. Surely he's aching too.

[latino_menace]

'That was your...' he checks the clock, '...two o'clock wake up call.'

He kisses her soundly and yes, now that she's talking he does start taking care of himself again because he's hard as fuck and needs to get some relief. There's nothing like making her scream to turn him on.

[justcallmefee]

Her hand slides down his arm to his hand, and lower, taking over from him. "Let me," she breathes, wrapping her fingers around him, firm and strong. She keeps hold of him, shifting gently, passing him from one hand to another as she turns her back to him.

She lifts her knee, arches her back just enough, her heel stroking down his calf as she guides him home, her voice rising as he slips deep inside her.

[latino_menace]

'Ahhhyeah.'

It's such sweet relief, feeling the wet heat slide down his length and ease the pressure throbbing through his cock. He wraps his arm around her middle, keeping her back moulded to his chest as he starts to move slowly.

[justcallmefee]

She tips her head back to rest on his shoulder, curling his other arm around her chest, wrapped up in him entirely. She's so small, she fits in the lee of his body, loving the feel of him surrounding her, filling her.

She's safe here. She closes her eyes and just dances, slow and easy, intent on nothing more than feeling his body move, hearing the sound of his voice against her ear, letting the rest of the world fall away.

[latino_menace]

He can breathe her in like this, take her completely, falling into a deep, slow rhythm.

's'good,' he murmurs, though he knows she knows it. It's evident in the tautness in the muscles of his arms around her.

[justcallmefee]

She holds tight to him, soaring high as a kite on the endorphins coursing through her blood, high on the feel on him.

"We're good," she murmurs. "Together."

Better than good, she thinks. She doesn't want to be anywhere else in the world than right here, right now.

[latino_menace]

Fucking incredible is how he'd put it. His hand slips down between her legs and once again seeks out her clit.

'Like what I do to you?'

[justcallmefee]

A delicious shiver rolls through her and she opens to catch his hand. Her flesh is tender, sensitive from his earlier attentions, but he knows how to be gentle, how to dance around it, how to make her shudder and dance for him.

"Love it," she breathes, pressing back against him.