Thank you all once again for your support for my little stories. Now that the dreaded hiatus has begun, I'm planning to dive right back into writing (and it certainly helps that these back 8 provided a lot of inspiration). This first one is just me dipping my big toe back into the water. It's a return to the lyrical-type style I had experimented with before the 5B premiere. As usual, I welcome feedback/thoughts.
I do not own Major Crimes or any of the fabulous characters. That honor belongs to James Duff and co. I just enjoy writing about them.
The slope of her back.
The curve at her waist.
The dip behind her knee.
He knows every inch like the back of his hand. It was a slow, almost torturous discovery. But worth every lonely night. Worth every moment spent waiting. Anticipation building as they drew closer to that final elusive level of intimacy.
He never pushed.
He never complained (okay, almost never).
He never entertained overriding her pace.
He knew they would get there eventually. And now that they have, well, it's nothing short of amazing. He's made it his mission to memorize every curve. Kiss every expanse of smooth skin. Map every part of her.
The delicate slope of her neck.
The gentle rise and fall of her chest.
The irresistible beckoning of her lips.
And then there's her legs. He could spend eternity caressing the long, toned limbs. He's partial to the dip behind her knee. She's ticklish there. And when he touches or kisses that spot, she giggles. Actually giggles like a little girl (something no one would ever expect of the strong, independent commander). He loves the sound. And that she saves it just for him. He loves a lot of things about her. But it's the small, intimate things that endear her even further to him.
The way her lips curve into a small smile when he places feather-light caresses over her exposed skin.
The almost silent sigh she involuntarily releases when he finds a sensitive spot.
The soft hums of approval as he learns her body even more intimately.
Having Sharon all to himself is a luxury. He enjoys every moment. Every kiss. Every touch. Every smile. Every curve. And he always finds himself looking forward to the next time. He can't believe his luck. He gets to spend the rest of his life with her. Next to her. In awe of her. With the promise of the next time. He knows every inch of her body like the back of his hand. But he will never tire of exploring it.
THE END