This fits into chapter 4 of "525600 moments"
Chapter 11: Fun in the sun- and in the water
He could lie there for hours and just watch her, he decided. She was always beautiful, but this morning in the sunlight of dawn, with her disheveled hair and the sea in the background even more so. He had woken up when the sun had come up. Since he wasn't used to sleeping somewhere where it wasn't completely dark, one sunbeam and he was awake. He leaned down and softly kissed her cheek, her skin salty.
"You can kiss me for real, you know," she grinned without opening her eyes. He chuckled surprised and kissed her lips.
"I thought you were still asleep," he said and stroked her hair off her face.
"You watched me awake," she replied and blinked against the sunlight, trying to open her eyes. "What time is it?" she asked then.
"Still early, slightly after seven," he replied after checking his watch.
"I can't believe we really slept out on the beach," she smiled and rolled towards him, lying on her side.
"It's nice, though a bit cold," he replied and wiped some sand off her face.
"We should have stayed dressed, that would have helped against the cold," she laughed and was silenced for a moment by another kiss. "And now I have sand in places sand shouldn't be," she went on when they broke the kiss.
"You wanna go and take a shower?" he asked her, playing with her hair again.
"I'd love to, but shouldn't we first clean up here?" she wanted to know and looked to the plates and glasses that were sitting on the sand now.
"I have my people for that, remember?" he grinned.
"Ah, right. You keep mentioning that but I haven't seen anyone since we got here," she said.
"They're very discreet. They probably knew that you were awake before I knew it and breakfast will be ready by the time we get back."
"They can see us?" she asked slightly panicked and adjusted the blanket around herself.
"No, they can't. They're up in the house. If you want to I can introduce you when we get out of the shower," he offered.
"We? Didn't know you wanted to shower as well," she smiled teasingly.
"As if I would let you out of my sight for a second this weekend," he laughed and kissed her again.
~*~
"Wow, you weren't joking when you said they'd have breakfast ready once we've showered," she said when she saw the breakfast that was set up for them on the table out on the patio when they got out of the shower.
"Maria's a great cook, try the pancakes," he grinned and put one of the pancakes on her plate.
"Did she cook dinner last night?" she wanted to know and sipped on her coffee.
"Yes, Maria does basically everything around here. Her husband looks after the pool and the garden and she does the housekeeping and the cooking. They live directly next door in the smaller house you see when you enter the premises," he informed her.
"Seeing all this I'm really wondering why you're working, putting up with murder and having a boss. You could just lie on the beach all day and drink this amazing juice and eat pancakes," she mused.
"I did that for a while, after my parents died. But after some time you get bored and then you either start partying and consuming drugs or you search for something that fulfills you and gives your life a purpose. I found that in my studies and later at the Jeffersonian. Most of my friends did the same thing and those who didn't start working are either alcoholics, drug addicts or dead today," he replied.
"My best friend died from drugs after I went off to college. She overdosed, left behind a two month old son," Cam said.
"You blamed yourself?" he asked, knowing the feeling of losing friends like that.
"I did for some time. I thought that maybe if I had stayed nearby, or checked on her more often… then again she started consuming while we were still in school and I couldn't make her stop," she shrugged sadly.
"True. You tried anything yourself?" he asked curiously.
"The usual, nothing too extreme. You know about the cigarettes," she grinned and ate another bite of her pancake.
"Have you really quit now that you have your deal with Michelle?" he asked, doubting somehow that she would really keep her hands off the cigarettes.
"You don't believe me?" she asked him and faked hurt that he doubted her.
"I do, I just… you used to smoke when you were stressed or upset and it calmed you. You weren't really addicted, but more used to it. Changing habits is more difficult than getting the poison out of your system," he said truthfully.
"I first substituted the cigarettes with chocolate, but once we got back together it wasn't necessary anymore," she smiled at him.
"Oh, you found something else then?" he grinned.
"Kind of," her grin broadened and she got off her chair. He first looked confused but moved his chair back when she stepped towards him and sat down on his lap. "You make me needy, you know that?" she asked him and stole a strawberry from his plate.
"For fruit?" he teased her and pinched her waist.
"No, for you, for this. I was fine on my own for so long and then you came along and made me needy and clingy. I always made fun of those women that were yammering when their guy was gone for a day and here I am unable to spend a single night without you or without pulling your pillow over to my side. Really, really pathetic," she said with a nod.
"Actually I think we're doing a good job. When we're alone we can be as cheesy and needy as we feel like and when the other's are around we're the cool couple," he replied and fed her another strawberry.
"We would be a lot less cool if I let you do what you want to do," she laughed. She saw an elder woman coming out on the patio and turned her head, curiously looking at her.
"Jack, you wanted to talk to me?" the elder lady said with a friendly smile.
"Yes, I wanted to introduce you to Dr. Camille Saroyan. Cam this is Maria," he introduced them.
"No, no, stay," Maria smiled when Cam wanted to get off Hodgins' lap to greet her.
"Thank you for dinner last night and the breakfast. It was delicious," Cam complimented.
"Thank you, honey. It's my pleasure. Jack rarely stops by and we were already worrying that he would sell this place," Maria replied with a Spanish accent.
"I told you I just had a lot of work. If I don't stop by every six months, and for more than a day, Maria starts worrying I'll sell this place," he explained to Cam.
"A lot of people are selling their houses now because of the economic crisis," Maria added, the worry not gone.
"Maria, as long as I still have enough money in my private account I won't sell this house," he assured her. "You want to have breakfast with us?" he offered.
"I don't want to disturb you two," she shook her head.
"You're not," Hodgins disagreed, but Maria looked unsure.
"You're really not disturbing us. Coffee?" Cam asked and stood up. She was glad that against Hodgins wishes they had both dressed themselves in shorts and shirts. At least they weren't sitting there in bathrobes.
"Thank you," Maria smiled and sat down on an empty chair.
~*~
After breakfast, when Maria had left again and they had the house to themselves Hodgins wrapped his arms around her from behind in the kitchen, where she had just put the last plates into the dishwasher.
"What do you wanna do now? Any wishes?" he asked her and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"I'd like to go swimming but it's still a bit cold," she replied and pulled his face down to hers and kissed him on the lips.
"We could soak in the hot tub for a while if you want," he proposed as she turned around in his arms so she was facing him.
"Not exactly what I had in mind, but sounds good," she smiled and let her fingers glide into his hair.
"Good, then let's get changed before I change my mind and drag you to bed instead," he grinned and kissed her softly.
"Also not a bad idea," she laughed, stepping away from him and took his hand.
"I love it that we can do whatever we want this weekend, without anyone interrupting or intruding," he said as they walked up to the bedroom to get their swim suits.
"First time ever that we're able to do that," she nodded. "Don't get me wrong, I love Michelle, but sometimes I miss the time when I was still living alone."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," he agreed and smiled when she wrinkled her forehead in confusion. "I know I still live alone, but I dated a woman with a kid once and now you have Michelle. She's older, but it's still different than dating someone who is alone," he elaborated.
"We're lucky though that she likes you. Imagine what a mess it would be if she hated you," Cam grinned and took her bathing suit out of the still unpacked bag.
"I like her, too. And still I'm glad that right now we're alone," he smiled and took his shorts out of his own bag. He changed quickly in the bedroom and then stuck his head in the bathroom where she was changing. "I'm outside starting the hot tub," he told her.
"Ok, I'll be right out," she nodded with a smile and wrapped her hair up in a pony tail. She applied some more sun lotion to her skin once he was gone and put on a light, waterproof makeup. She unnecessarily put on her shorts and the top again and then followed him outside. He was still standing beside the tub, holding one hand into the water checking the temperature.
"Not warm yet?" she asked him, placing one hand on his back.
"No, it is. I was just waiting for you," he replied and pulled her closer to him by placing one hand on her hip. "You want me to get us something to drink, to eat or some music?" he asked her and kissed her hair just above her ear.
"We just had breakfast," she grinned, not understanding how he could think about food already.
"Some champagne?" he grinned back and raised his eyebrows.
"Trying to get me drunk in the morning now, Mr. Hodgins?!" she smiled teasingly at him. "What are you planning?"
"Wait and find out," he just replied with a cocky grin. She laughed and kissed him, but pulled back when he wanted to deepen the kiss.
"Champagne first," she said and pulled her shirt over her head.
"Your wish is my command," he replied and bowed playfully.
"Hey, you're the one who asked me," she laughed and threw her shorts after him when he walked away. "So don't pretend I'm the demanding one."
While he walked back inside she decided to get in already. With a content sigh she slid into the warm water while the cool wind blew all around her. It was still early and the wind was coming from the sea; a smell she would most likely always link to their night out on the beach from now on.
"Can you take the glasses so I can open the bottle?" he asked her when he came back. There wasn't a table nearby and he had to hold the bottle while opening it.
"Sure," she nodded and took the champagne flutes from him. With a pop he opened the bottle and then filled the glasses. He then placed the bottle on the floor beside the tub and got in beside her.
"Cheers," she grinned and sipped the expensive champagne.
"Cheers," he replied and sighed contently while they drank their champagne. Once her glass was empty she placed it on the edge of the tub and he handed her his to place it next to hers.
"I tried to turn on the jets, but I didn't know how," she said when she sat back down.
"It's a secret, you know," he winked at her and opened a small lid on his side. He simply pressed one button and the jets started, the water suddenly swirling around them. "Massage jets as well?" he asked her.
"Oh yeah, you don't have them at home," she replied excitedly. A second later she felt the water on her lower back and on her shoulders.
"Better?" he asked.
"This is heaven," she sighed, slid further down into the water and closed her eyes.
"I agree," he said before he slung his arms around her waist, pulling her away from the jets and into his arms.
"Not fair. Now you get the back massage and I get nothing," she pouted but snuggled more into his embrace.
"You got me," he said in a low voice into her ear and bit softly into it a second later.
"You think one glass of champagne is enough to make me compliant?" she smiled and tilted her head to the side.
"I don't need alcohol for that," Hodgins replied, his breath washing over the skin of her neck. "I just need to kiss you right here," he went on and kissed that one spot between her neck and her clavicle. It didn't fail its purpose and she moaned quietly. "See?" he grinned.
"Keep going," she requested and slung her arm around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair once again. She combed through his locks while he kissed and nibbled on her neck, knowing exactly which spots drove her mad.
"Then there's this other spot, right there," he went on and dipped his index finger into her navel, earning the same reaction as before. He kept stroking with his hand over the skin of her belly under the water while his lips went back to kissing and sucking on her neck.
Cam just lay in his arms with closed eyes and enjoyed his caresses, the warm water around them and the sun on her face. When she felt his other hand cupping her cheek she turned her head to the side without opening her eyes. She could feel his face coming closer and welcomed his lips with hers. It never ceased to amaze her what an amazing kisser he was, one that made her tingly all over and sent electric shocks through her body every time their tongues touched.
Nearly boneless she lay in his arms while he kissed her, drifting in the water and only his arm around her waist kept her from drifting away. Her world was narrowed down to this hot tub and she felt as relaxed as she had ever been.
He didn't stop kissing her when his hand on her stomach glided lower and slipped inside her bikini bottoms.
"Mmh," she sighed against his lips and her breath hitched.
"Just relax," he told her when her body tensed and then his lips were back on hers. His fingers were only fluttering against her, just like the water. So focused was she on his lips, teeth and tongue that he was able to slide off her pants without her even noticing. However when his fingers were back fluttering against her she sighed again and it registered somewhere in the back of her mind that her panties seemed to be gone.
Jack kept teasing her, running his fingers down her thighs to her knees and then back up again where he teased her folds and took his hands away when she started to move against him.
"Relax," he whispered again when she tried to turn around so she could move things along and get rid of his shorts as well. The light touches didn't stop when he pulled at the strings of her bikini top and the black material went flying a moment later. He sat up slightly and adjusted their position in the water, so the water played around her breasts and the cold wind caressed the peaks.
She couldn't stop the quiet sighs and moans that escaped her lips as he kept teasing her in the warm water. His stubble was grazing the skin of her neck, his lips sucking at her skin. Teeth nipping at it and his tongue soothing the red marks he left.
His other hand was still buried between her legs without really touching her. From time to time his fingertips brushed against her ever so softly, only to be gone the next second.
"Eyes stay closed," he told her quietly just before the hand between her legs stroked up to her hips and to her back. She could feel him grin against her shoulder when he ran two fingers up her spine and made her moan impatiently. He hadn't even really touched her yet and she was reduced to sighs, moans and grunts. Whenever he caressed her like that, worshipped her body in that way it blew her mind and she wasn't able to think or talk.
When his hand was resting on her lower back again he pushed her hips up, her legs following, floating on top of the water bubbles. He pushed her slowly to the wall of the tub, pushed her hips up a bit more, until her legs dangled over the edge of the tub.
"What are..." she started, but he quieted her by kissing her softly.
"Sshh," he made when he pulled back. "Just enjoy, baby." While he still held her hips up with one hand on her lower back he spread her legs with the other and pushed her further forward.
"Oh my God," she moaned loudly when one of the water jets was angled perfectly between her legs, stimulating her with just the right amount of pressure to be extremely arousing but not painful. When he added his fingers as well, swirling them around her with the water and dipping into her, her head dropped back on his shoulder. He used the opportunity to kiss her again, swallowing her loud moans.
Cam felt herself nearing her climax and groaned when Jack pulled her away from the jet, just enough so the pressure lessened but the anticipation kept building. He obviously wanted to torture and not pleasure her. She tilted her hips and tried to get closer to the water again and push more against his hand, but he held her back and even took his fingers away. Her whole body was tingling with arousal, her back bent as far as she could, her head pressed against his shoulder.
"No… please, Jack," she begged when he ran one finger up to her stomach and dipped it in her navel once again. Her breath hitched and she turned her face away when he tried to kiss her. She was feeling like she was suffocating already, her heart beating too fast, not enough oxygen reaching her brain. She couldn't take any more stimulation. She needed release.
"Because you said please," he smiled, although she couldn't see it, her eyes still shut. He brought his head down and sucked her right nipple into his mouth at the same moment as he entered her with one finger and pushed her closer to the jet again. She moaned loudly at the sudden contact and jerked in his arms. This time the water hit her clit straight on and a few second later she cried out when she reached her peak, bucked up and then slumped against him. Her hips fell down against his and he caught her with an arm around her waist and pulled her back into the tub fully, so that her legs were no longer dangling over the edge. His lips were back kissing her neck and cheek while her body was still trembling from the aftershocks.
When she was able to move again after a minute she pulled his head down and kissed him passionately.
"I take it you liked your special massage," he grinned cockily when they broke the kiss.
"Mmh, although I could use a real one," she laughed and drifted back to her original place in the tub, when the jets hit her back.
"How about we get out of here and I give you a real massage later? It's getting really warm and I'm sweating just sitting here," he asked her.
"You're sure the sweating has something to do with the water temperature?" she asked teasingly which caused him to splash some water into her face.
"That problem can be easily taken care of," he replied when she had wiped the water out of her eyes laughingly.
"I agree. The wonders of a cold shower," she laughed.
"Or a cold swimming pool," he grinned evilly, scooped her up in his arms and climbed out of the tub with her.
"Jack, no, put me down! I don't even have my bathing suit on," she shrieked when he hurried over to the large swimming pool.
"Don't need it," he replied and dumped her with a splash into the cold water, then followed by jumping in after her.
"You will so pay for this!" she screeched when she came up. She surprised him however when she got out of the pool and walked back over to the Jacuzzi.
"At the moment I'm enjoying the view," he yelled back smugly while he ogled her.
"Not for much longer," she replied and put her bathing suit back on.
"Oh come on, it's just the two of us," he laughed when she walked back to the pool.
"That's what you said this morning after the shower and then Maria showed up," she replied and climbed back into the water.
"I didn't say we should run around naked. I just thought bathing robes would be more comfortable than real clothes," he disagreed and swam over to her. She was leaning with her elbows against the rim of the pool, obviously waiting for him. "What do you say, we call a truce and..." he said but before he knew what had happened she had put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him under water with her weight. Coughing and snorting he came back up and held onto the rim with one hand. From above him he heard her snicker and found her standing outside when he looked up.
"Now we can talk about calling a truce," she grinned.
"Oh no, now you started the war and we're gonna fight till the end," he replied darkly and pushed himself out of the water the next second and chased after her around the pool just to relocate the fight back into the water minutes later.
~*~
"So …nice," Cam moaned contently while Hodgins hands wandered over her back and massaged her sore muscles. She was lying on a deck chair on the patio beside the pool and he was sitting on her thighs, thoroughly massaging the sun-block into the skin of her back.
"I agree. Wouldn't want you to get sunburned," he smiled and poured more sun-block on her back.
"I don't care. I just don't want to move… ever again. I'm so comfortable," she purred.
"After the water fight in the pool and the massage in the whirlpool I wouldn't expect anything else," he said and kissed her neck, brushing her hair aside.
"Yeah… massage," she chuckled. "I wouldn't call that a massage."
"That's what I'm here for now," he replied and she knew he had that cocky grin on his face again, although she couldn't see it.
"And did you put on any lotion? Last time you had a sun burn you looked like a lobster," she giggled.
"Hey, it was around that time you fell in love with me, so it couldn't have been that bad," he protested and pinched her thigh softly.
"I didn't fall in love with you then," she shook her head without opening her eyes.
"No? When did you?" he wanted to know and stopped the movements of his hands.
"Don't stop, or I won't tell you," she complained.
"Then I'll tickle it out of you," he grinned and tickled the sides of her stomach.
"Stop!" she shrieked and laughed loudly. "That's not fair," she said when he stopped.
"Then tell me," he insisted and resumed the massage.
"We're going around in circles here, can't you see?" she chuckled and sighed again when he rubbed that spot under her shoulder blade, knowing it was one of her sensitive spots. She remained silent for a few more moments and then spoke again, softer this time. "The day Michelle and I had the fight about me staying out all night, when you cooked for us the first time? After that I knew I was in big trouble."
"I couldn't get you out of my head anymore after we moved Michelle in. I had a crush on you before that, a hot, bossy boss kind of crush. But after that day, seeing you with Michelle, talking to you all day long and seeing the more private and vulnerable Cam? Totally blew my mind. That's why I called you from the airport after I got back from Texas. I couldn't stop thinking about you," he told his part of the story.
"We really were idiots, Michelle's right," Cam smiled and slowly turned around on her back. Her bikini top that he had unclasped before slid off and dropped to the floor. He lay down on top of her and nudged her knees apart so he could rest his legs more comfortably.
"I hope you know that you're stuck with me now," he grinned at her.
"We'll see how long it takes until you've had enough of us," she replied and looked down to her top. "Maria still around?" she asked him.
"No, long gone," he shook his head and kissed her softly. "I promised Michelle she could come the next time," he told her then.
"Next time? You're planning on making this a regular thing?" she asked.
"Not regular, just…come here more often. If you want…"
"Of course I want," she nodded and was rewarded with another kiss. "Jack?" she said when he kissed down her neck.
"Mmh?"
"As much as I like what you're doing, it's just way too hot and you lying on top of me is not really comfortable at the moment," she complained.
"What about my payment for the massage?" he asked and looked up.
"How about you lie down and I give you a massage? Your shoulders are turning red already so some sun-block wouldn't hurt," she said and stroked with her hands over his shoulders.
"Deal," he nodded and got off her and then lay down when she got off the chair. She put her top back on before she grabbed the lotion and enjoyed the feeling of his muscles under her fingers.
Standing on his left side, she worked quickly in short strokes down the left side of his back to the bottom, then back up.
She started sliding both hands slowly down the length of his back. Both hands reached the top of his ass and kept going underneath the shorts.
She reached as far as she could, stretching the fabric, bending over his body, her hands applying pressure, her thumbs just inches from his butt on either side, then sliding down each side of his waist.
"Right there," he said when her hands were back on his lower back.
"Okay," she said and focused there, working out that specific muscle. The relaxing effect of her massage was lessening as he felt himself harden, and the deck chair wasn't really comfortable in this position, lying on his stomach. Her hands worked over his waist nearly to his crotch, only stopping where his right leg was touching the chair. A few times her hands briefly connected with his fingers, his hands lying by his side.
She moved to pump some more lotion into her hands, and reached back over his body to continue working on the lower right side of his back.
When she stopped again he thought she was getting more lotion, but instead he felt her hot breath on his ear.
"How about you turn around and lose those shorts? Don't want your massage to hurt," she said and he could hear the smile in her voice. Immediately he turned around and pushed his shorts down and kicked them off. When he looked up she was still leaning over him, waiting for him to lay down again.
He did lie down again, but he cupped the back of her head and kissed her passionately. He was about to let her go again when she signaled him to scoot over on the chair and lie on his side. When he did she lay down beside him, pressed her body against his and kissed him again.
She was the aggressor this time and he let her have this round without even trying to get the control back. And when her still slick hands wrapped around his erection and stroked him in the same rhythm she kissed him he really didn't give a damn anymore.
Her hands were still cold from the pool water earlier, the short sun bath had not warmed them up significantly and neither had the massage.
Now he was the one who could only moan, sigh and groan as her hands stroked and massaged him.
She broke the kiss and placed random kisses all over his face and he felt like the king of the world as she showered him with attention and adoration while his arousal heightened.
"I love you so much," she whispered in his ear and lightly bit his earlobe a second later. The words made him lose control. With a groan he came and spilled onto her hand and his stomach. She kissed him again and kept stroking him with light touches while he calmed down. When he participated more eagerly in the kiss she knew he had landed back on earth and pulled away with a smile.
"At last you won't get sunburned anywhere now," she laughed.
"Thanks to you," he laughed with her and handed her a towel that he had found lying beside the chair. They both cleaned up and she lay back down while he got up and fetched his shorts and put them on.
"Not taking any risks, huh?" she winked at him.
"No, not with these parts of my body. I have the feeling I might need them some more this weekend," he replied and pulled up another deck chair beside hers.
"You know what I need right now?" she asked him as he lay down.
"Hopefully not said body parts, because they are 'out of order' for at least another twenty minutes," he shrugged and made her laugh.
"No, I was talking about something to eat. Did you put the leftover fruit salad from this morning into the fridge?" she asked with a smile.
"Yes, I did," he nodded and she got up. "Can you bring out a spoon for me, too?" he asked.
"Sure," she nodded and walked into the house dressed in only her bathing suit and her flip flops. He watched her, realizing again that she looked like she belonged there. He really hoped someday she would- officially.
TBC