Title: No More Waiting
Author: untapdtreasure
Rating: T
Summary: Tired of waiting. Tired of desiring the one thing she couldn't freely have.
A/N: Written for a 'Dominate Me' prompt on tumblr.
The road to New Pacifica had been paved with good times and bad, life and loss, and falling in love. She glanced around at Danziger as he sat beside her on the beach. The waves crashed against the shore, and the world was perfectly imperfect in her book.
And yet, he'd held off in taking her to bed. Even Julia and Alonzo wasted no time. And now Julia was four months along. And all John Danziger would do is hold her hand and kiss the top of her head and the occasional long kiss. And hold her all night long on the nights they were lucky enough to have a tent to themselves.
And he'd yet to make a move. He'd yet to give into her push to take things further. And shank! She was tired of it. Tired of waiting. Tired of desiring the one thing she couldn't freely have.
She shifted, moving onto her knees and pushed his knees down to the sand. His eyes were startled at her sudden movement, but he made no move to stop her. Her lips moved along his jaw and finally his mouth as she straddled him.
Upon straddling him, she made her intentions known. She ground hard against him, feeling him in his semi-hardened state and felt it start to grow. His hands moved to her hips to stop her. She grabbed his wrists, knowing full well that if he wanted to stop this, he could. He was bigger, stronger, but she pinned him back against the damp sand.
"Tired of waiting on you, John Danziger." She ground again, releasing one hand as she moved her free one between them and freed him from his pants. Her hand worked him over good before she ever managed to shimmy out of her own pants.
Her teeth and lips and tongue had already sealed several marks into his skin, and she grunted as she tried to push onto him. She wasn't as wet as she needed to be. Shank! How was even possible?!
There had been so much unresolved tension between them since landing on this rock, and she needed more lubrication to take him. He wasn't small or average by any means. He would fill her up and then some.
She demanded, "Touch me. Come on, John. Now." Her hand guided his, pressing it to her center an she arched into his hand. She managed to push the head of him inside her as he fingered her clit and made her legs shake.
She had her other hand in his hair, tugging hard at his curls. And in several quick bursts it was over. And Devon was seeing stars. She could feel him pull her into his body, holding her as she shook above him. Her hand still in his hair. She turned her face, burying it in his curls and breathed, "What the hell took us so long?"