Trust Me
Chapter 12
Author's Note: Okay, another graphic scene. Again, anyone under 18 don't read, and definitely not safe for work! You have been warned! Sorry it is so short!
"God, I can't get enough of you." He groaned as she moved above him. His hands gripped her hips convulsively, steadying her as she rocked against him. He gazed at her body, amazed at how perfectly they fit together. She had taken the lead when they had woken up, having discovered her sensual, sexual side, and he had gladly given her control. He wondered briefly about her sexual history- she was obviously experienced but had never been with anyone who was willing to cater to her pleasures. As good as it felt, he frowned as he realized she was focused solely on pleasing him and was ignoring her own feelings. Well, he would just have to remedy that. Sliding a hand between them, he found the over sensitized bundle of nerves and stroked a hard circle over it. Her hips stuttered at the added sensation and she caught herself on his chest as she fell forward.
"Sweet jesus…" she gasped and he grinned proudly to himself. She began to buck against him, driving them both closer. Digging his heels into the mattress, he used the extra leverage to thrust up into her and she cried out. They moved in unison and with one last grind they climaxed together, voices mingling in the air above them. She collapsed bonelessly into his chest and he held her tight.
They lay together for a long time, not sleeping- just being. His hands stroked over her back and played with her hair gently and her fingers traced random patterns on his chest and bicep. He decided then that he had found heaven.
"I need to go back to my apartment. Dart has probably destroyed the place by now." she sighed and he nodded reluctantly.
"Will you come back tonight?" he asked and she smiled at how unsure he suddenly sounded.
"If you want me to, but I will have to bring Dart with me if you want me to stay."
"That's fine. He'll probably love being able to run on the beach." He commented. Kissing him softly she sat up and stretched.
"I'm going to use your shower." She said and he grinned wolfishly.
"Mind if I join you?"
"Well, it would be nice if you could wash my back for me." She replied and grinned back at him coyly. They took off for the bathroom like two horny teenagers. She was right, he did wash her back…and her front…and every other inch of her body, only stopping when the water turned cold.
He loaned her a clean pair of sweats and a t-shirt for the drive home, thankful he had done laundry recently. Walking her to her SUV he opened the door for her and watched her climb in.
"Any regrets?" he asked quietly and she smiled at him. Pulling him by the shirt to her, she kissed him soundly.
"Never." She whispered against his lips and he grinned as he stepped back. "I'll see you tonight."
"Tonight." He nodded. "Be careful. I love you, Tennessee."
"I love you, too, LA." She replied and closed the door. She waved as she drove away, finally and completely content with her life. She tried desperately to ignore the little voice in her head, reminding her that the higher she was the worse the fall. And it always fell.
