Understanding – part II.
By Sasha.
Warnings: Language, adult themes, SMUT. Rated M+
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, settings, etc. from the PLUM series are the property of Janet Evanovich. No copyright infringement is intended. I am not making any profit; all credit goes to the aforementioned author.
For Cara and Teena's challenge.
By the time I finished, Ric was laughing so hard his body was shaking and the towel had slid off from around his hips, pooling on the floor.
His laughter soon died off as he pressed his arousal against my stomach.
"How about I make you forget all about your traumatic morning?" Ric whispered.
SPOV
I shuddered as his arms tightened and his head dipped. My body trembled as he brushed incredibly soft kisses over my top and then bottom lip, before settling his mouth firmly over mine. His tongue lazily teased and prodded my lips before slipping inside and tasting me. My tongue touched his and electricity sizzled through my body, a groan escaping my lips, his mouth drinking in my sounds of pleasure. One of his hands cupped my ass, gently squeezing it in time to the thrusts of his wicked tongue. The other hand slid down to my denim covered thigh, his fingers tattooing a beat against the skin as we simply enjoyed tasting each other.
I could feel the familiar warmth spreading through my body; wetness pooling between my thighs as my husband kept up his slow, savouring pace. My fingers found their way into his still damp, soft black locks, tugging his face even closer to mine, if that were possible. His cock pulsed through the thin fabric of my shirt, as he rubbed against me deliberately; unhurriedly.
A gasp left my lips as his teeth nipped my bottom lip before he pulled back slightly. His forehead rested against mine as his dark, desire laden eyes studied mine. I panted heavily as we stared at one another, knowing what was coming but in no rush to get to the finish line. This wasn't about reaching our climaxes; instinctively I knew, this time it was about cherishing and experiencing each other, about the intimacy. We didn't have sex like this often; sure we experimented a lot, fast, slow, in any position under the sun, but this was completely different. Reserved for special occasions; times of need; when we needed to feel like we were really one. When we needed to reconnect on a deeper level.
"We're offline for the next seventy two hours. No one will be exiting or entering this apartment until I've had my fill of my wife. It won't be enough time, but it will have to do." Shivers raced down my spine as he emphasised his words with another heated kiss.
His nose brushed along the column of my neck, his warm breaths sending goose bumps racing across my skin.
"Ric..." I sighed as he spread kisses over my collar bone and nipped my shoulder. His hands found their way under my shirt, resting at my waist as his thumbs stroked up and down.
"Yeah Babe?" He replied, his lips now covering every feature of my face in playful kisses.
"I love you." I murmured tenderly.
"I love you too." His voice shook with emotion as he spoke.
Placing a languid kiss on his swollen lips, I trailed my lips behind his ear and down to the spot I knew drove him wild. Sucking lightly, I moved my lips to his earlobe, gently grazing my teeth over the flesh before flicking my tongue against it.
Without warning, I found myself lifted off the ground and swept up into Ric's arms. He nuzzled his face in my wild curls as he took determined strides towards the... living room?
"Ric!" I gasped as he allowed my body to slide down his until my toes touched the ground. My mind, however, wasn't focused on the delicious feel of his hard body, but rather on what the living room had been transformed into.
The couch, chairs and coffee table had all been pushed against the walls. In their place was a thick, fluffy deep red duvet, a red silk sheet and an exorbitant amount of red and white pillows that varied in size. Candles lined the bookshelf, TV cabinet and coffee table, creating a soft, warm lighting.
"I'm going to worship you, Babe. You deserve to be spoiled and thoroughly loved. I'm going to show you just how much I've missed you." He murmured before he resumed kissing me and tilted me back onto the makeshift bed, leaning over me as he continued to work his magic on my mouth. The silk was heavenly under my body, the duvet providing plenty of cushioning between us and the hard floor.
My hands tangled themselves in his hair and I was making little moans of pleasure that were muffled by his mouth. One of his hands slid under my shirt, pushing it up as his hands explored higher and higher dipping inside my bra to tease my nipples... I could feel my body squirming beneath him, but was helpless to stop it; I didn't want to stop.
Ric pulled away slowly and slid the shirt up and over my head, tossing it to the side where it landed on the couch. I watched as his eyes travelled down to my satin and lace covered breasts. His hand soon made their way down my body, tracing my curves, pausing to cup each breast and give them a gentle squeeze on his way. I felt him cup my sex gently through my jeans before his lips crashed back into mine with bruising force. His fingers rubbed against the seam of the denim, making me cry out at the sensations of the material on my bare pussy. One surprise for my husband that he was soon to discover.
He soon let his fingers slide back up my body, creeping underneath my back to where my bra was clasped. I bit my lip, waiting for him to unveil his first gift.
"Babe?" Ric choked out while mindlessly flinging my bra away. The surprise was evident in his eyes. They were zeroed in on a piece of my skin, no large than two inches square. I could see them shining with tears as he ever so slightly swept his lips across the cursive black letters.
"Possession in nine tenths of the law." I didn't feel like I needed to say anymore than that. He possessed my mind, soul and body. Our marriage certificate made our love and possession of each other legal, but this, this made it more real in my mind.
"If I know what love is, it is because of you, Steph." He whispered as he traced the tattoo of his initials that lay across the crest of my left breast, close to my heart. "When?" Ric wondered in amazement.
"The day after you left. I didn't know then that it would take you this long to return, but I have wanted to do this for a while now. As corny as it sounds, I can now always keep you close to my heart." I couldn't help the bubble of laughter that escaped my lips as he snorted.
"I love it, Babe. I love you." He smiled at me beautifully, the smile he seemed to reserve only for me.
"I'm glad, because it was staying, regardless." I chuckled as his eyes narrowed.
"Is that so?" His right hand captured both of mine, pinning them above my head, stretching my body so that my back arched up towards him.
"Yep." I breathed, watching his eyes feast on my naked torso.
"Got any more surprises for me, Mrs Manoso?" Ric raised his eyebrow in question.
"Maybe one, or two." I whimpered as his lips closed around my nipple, suckling it languorously.
"Am I going to enjoy them?" He released my flesh with a wet pop, and moved his face less than half an inch from mine. Our noses brushed as his lips hovered just over mine.
"It might be kind of awkward if you don't." I panted just before his lips covered my mouth and he proceeded to kiss me senseless.
Somehow, I found the strength to pull back from the kiss. Without warning, I flipped us over, so that I was straddling his hips. Shocked would be the best way to describe his reaction.
"Let me have my turn, Ricardo." I purred, rolling both the 'r's in his name.
He slightly inclined his head in acknowledgement. His cock twitched as I licked my lips hungrily, staring down at the magnificent form of a man beneath me.
God, he's like sex on a stick.
"Thanks Babe. Looking pretty darn good yourself." I blushed, ignored him and leaned over his body, trapping his cock between us.
His hands lightly grasped my hips as I panted quietly in his ear for a minute. I could feel his body tense, as if he was about to shift us back to our original position. He can have control back later, but I was going to have my fun, first.
Darting my tongue out, I licked and teased his neck, sucking here and there before I spoke in a breathless whisper, "I could taste you all day, Ric."
A growl escaped from deep within his chest and his hands tightened around my waist. Sitting up slowly, I made sure to rake my fingernails gingerly down his abs, stopping right above his belly button.
His eyes shut tightly, I pressed a quick his to the head of his cock, smirking as he hissed and stared at me heatedly. I bent over again, and this time licking around each of his nipples before I suckled them into my mouth.
I kissed my way down his chest, tracing his muscles with my tongue and dipping it into his belly button, swirling it around.
I could feel his body once again bracing and forced myself not to roll my eyes. He obviously had control issues today. Fearing my chance to explore his body would soon be over, I nibbled and gently kissed my way down his fine-haired happy trail. It amazed me that he naturally didn't have any hair on his chest, but also delighted me. I loved him smooth, and certainly would have found it weird if he waxed his chest. I guess now that I think about it, his legs and arms aren't that hairy either...
I paused my ministrations when I reached the base of his penis, sitting back to stare at it in all its glory. As if they had a mind of their own, my hands carefully wrapped around his length and began an easy rhythm. My lips found their way around his head, sucking in time to the stroke of my hands, my tongue flicking against him occasionally.
My eyes were fixated on his face – I loved watching him as he indulged in pleasure. Releasing him from my mouth, my hands let go until only three of my fingers trailed faintly up and down. Ceasing all attention to his cock, I placed my hands on his shoulders and let my hair tickle his chest before my lips locked on his.
In a flash, I found myself on my back once again, Ric's hard body pressing along every inch of mine.
"My turn." I gulped as soon as the words left his mouth.
TBC...
(Word count – excluding flashback – 1802 words).