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Only by the look she sends him, Deacon's smile grew wider. "See.. You. Looking at me. In that way. All it takes." Deacon says, slowly taking the steps over to her. He rest his weight on his arms as he places his body on top of hers. He rest on his elbows, pushing back a few stain of hair from her face. "God.. Look at you. So beautiful" he whispers to her. Rayna lets out a small breath and smiles to him. She gently strokes her fingers over his arms and shoulders. "Kiss me" she whispers to him. He does as she pleaded. Things got more heated than intended, and somewhere between frenetic kisses, and body aching to touch and feel the other, Rayna stops them. "De.. Deac.." She whispers out a couple of moans, still moving her self when she at the same time are trying to calm them down. He breathes such a warm an heavy breath into her ear. It drives her crazy. "Oh.. Ok, we.." She brings her hands up to his face, places one on each side, making him stop, and look into her eyes. She can see they are filled with lust for her. For them.
"Babe. We can't. Not in the living room" "We've done it in the living room, and on this very couch before, Ray" Deacon doesn't listen and moves down to kiss along the side of her neck. "We have, but" she can't finish what she's trying to say, she's distracted by the feeling of his kisses trailing from her neck, now moving closer to her breasts. He pulls down her shirt, making it easier for him to reach the spot that he wants to reach. She inhales sharply as he gently swirl his tongue around one of her nipples, and very gently biting down on it. She get lost at his touches for a minute, but brings her self back, trying to be reasonable one more time. She knows she won't be able to if this goes any further. "We can't, not in here, they can hear us, they could see us. Let's stop" Rayna doesn't want to stop. She just need them to.
They can't do this when Maddie and Daphne are at the cabin too. Deacon agrees with her, but it takes all the strength he has, not making love to her right then, right there. He lets out a long, heavy breath. They still lay close, facing eachother as they ease them self down. Rayna strokes her fingernails gently up and down his arms. They are fully clothed, so if any of the girls were to wake up and come out to the living room at that moment, none of them would be scared for life by this sight. They are used to their parents grossing them out with their kisses and snuggles. And dorky flirting, according to the girls themselves.
Deacon can't quite let go of what they started. He kisses Raynas collarbones and he caresses the lower part of her back. He knows she loves that. "What about the laundry room?" Deacon says. "Wanna do some laundry right now? Rayna jokes. "I think the shower is the safest spot not to be heard or discovered, but I can't bring you into the shower every time I want you while we are out here" Rayna opens her eyes. "You know what, if I were to have you, every time I want you, we could never bring anyone with us out here, babe. This place does something to me" Rayna says to him, with all seriousness. This place makes me wanting to love you, show you how much I love you, and it feels like I need to show you almost all the time. I don't know what it is. Can't explain it in any other way than that this cabin, it's atmosphere, it just does something to me" Deacon loves what he's hearing. "But we need to save those feeling for a time when we are here alone again.. Ok?" Rayna doesn't even convince herself, but they do both know that it's what they need to do as long as the girls are there with them.
"I said: What about the laundry room" Deacon repeats himself. "It must be the most soundproof room here. I agree with you, we can't pretend we are here alone, nor would I wish the girls weren't here, I love it when we are all here together, but I don't think I can't not make love to you right now Ray" Deacon looks directly in to her eyes.
"So..?" Rayna smiles back. They get up in almost a unison move, and Deacon takes Rayna's hand, leading her down the hall towards the tiny room, placed in one of the corners of the cabin. It holds a small window, a washing machine, two of Deacon's flannel shirt and a denim pant full of paint hangs on of the walls, and two laundry baskets are taking up almost all the floor space. Rayna close the door behind her as Deacon sits himself on top of the washing machine. He reaches out one hand, hooking two finger just inside the waistband of her denim shorts, and pulls her closer to him. A quick move and she's already attached to his lips. One hand are in her hair, the other moving up to the small of her back. Rayna places her palms on each of his thighs. Squeezing down on them a little as he moves his kisses along her jawline. She tilts her head back to give him easier access to her neck. She moves her arms around his waist to get a tight hold as she drags him closer to her. "Stand" she whispers. He stands up, and she starts opening the buttons on his shorts and let them fall to the floor. Out of nowhere, Deacon grabs her, spins her around and suddenly she's the one sitting on the washing machine. She let's out a sweet giggle. Taking a hold onto his neck, she slowly leans closer to kiss him. "Am I?" Deacon whispered between kisses. "Are you what? Making me wet?" Rayna whispers back in to his ear."Mmhm?" is all he has time to let out between the kisses. "I think that's for you to find out" Rayna says to him. Deacon stops for a second. She takes him by surprise with being more vulgar than usual. Not that he didn't like what she said. All in due time. They still find ways to keep it exciting for the other one.
Rayna didn't have her mind set on anything specific when she told him to figure out the answer to his question himself. And what he chose to do, brought her to her orgasm faster than she could ever remember happened before. His tongue worked magic down there. "God! That feels so.. Ahh!" Rayna whips her head back, clinging one hand on a shelf placed over her head, and her feet on both of his shoulders. "Oh.. I.. " She tries to ease her breath. "Didn't expect that, babe" He smiles up to her. "You were, by the way" he said, teasing her. She covers her face with her hands and laughs a little. He stands up and moves her hand so he can look into her eyes. The two of them stay in that tiny room, giving in on their lust for each other, one more time.
They sneak out from the laundry room, tiptoeing tough the hall and into their bedroom. They snuggles themselves into a comfortable position and brings the big white sheets up to cover them. "Mission completed, Ray. You made my smile wider" Deacon's face sure looks happy. Rayna rests her back agains his front, and she can almost feel his smile on her skin, as he kisses her shoulder. They drift off to sleep almost right away.
