Author's notes: Remember - this story is M-rated!

A merry, merry Christmas to everyone! Happy Hanuka, joyful winter solstice or whatever your religion celebrates these days. If not at all then at least I wish you peace, joy, a good health and loving people around you!

Let's keep...

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In Touch

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"Maybe we should change the location." She heard herself saying.

"Definitely we should." He answered with his lips on her throat.

Reluctantly Barbara got up when the remains of their dinner catched her eye. Maybe a little sudden cowardness let her point it out. "I do not remember you being so careless about that, we could definitely put that away."

Tommy placed a hand in the small of her back and he whispered into her nape. "Help me?" Though I don't care about that rubbish.

She paused. She even paused breathing. I'll help you with whatever you want me to. "You did read all of those get together stories, didn't you?"

He placed both hands on her waist and nuzzled in her hair above her ear. "I did. And your comments."

"Gods..." Barbara blushed and with a look at the rubbish she added "I will help you."

Her hip was pressed against his groin when he hoarsely whispered into her ear. "I'll help you to my bedroom, Barbara. Now. Forget that bloody rubbish!"

For a brief moment she closed her eyes, feeling his impatience in her back, feeling a pleasurable tension in her abdomen building. "Gods, oh yes!"

Under kisses and soft nudges Tommy gently manoevered Barbara out of his living room and up the stairs. Somewhere between the first and the top landing his shoes were discarded. It was time to behave irresponsible. For once in his life Tommy ignored his phone during on-call duty and the rubbish from their dinner, both left behind on the coffee table.

Tommy closed the door with his heel, never letting her move too far away from his arms. He turned on the light and dimmed it until it was just enough to see each other. His arms then went around her waist and he pulled her close. Their lips met in an intense kiss. Their hips were pressed. She could feel him through all the cloth. Their hips swayed with each other.

"Let's dance." He breathed into her ear. "Together."

His hands slid across her back onto her bottom. Her hands found his. Their tongues twisted frantically. When they came up for air it was not that they stopped kissing. While her lips still hovered over his mouth Barbara continued opening the buttons of his shirt until she shoved it from his shoulders. They did not bother that it hang down now, still tucked in his waistband. There was no time to take it off because Barbara needed to touch his bare chest. her flat hands roamed across his skin and made him shiver slightly. At the same time Tommy's fingers hurried down the button border of her blouse. He tugged softly at the dark cloth until he could take it off her chest and throw it on the floor.

A wave of goose pimples shivered across her whole body when the back of his fingers softly slid across her sides. She closed her eyes and bumped her forehead onto his shoulder where she left a soft, wet kiss. She wanted him to free her from her bra but Tommy took his time. He caressed her skin and buried his face into her hair until he could hear a soft moan from Barbara. Only then he tentatively opened the clasp in her back and helped her off.

The moment the delicate garment touched the floor her taut peaks brushed his naked chest. Barbara took a deep breath and held it or otherwise she would have thrown herself against Tommy. Her hands laid on the front of his shoulders and she barely could keep herself from digging her fingers into his flesh. Her body screamed for his skin. Oh, how she wanted that man.

"Mmmmh." Tommy hummed and saw a sweet blush creeping across her neck. He caressed the sides of her breasts and watched her reaction. When he took them both fully in his hands Barbara sighed and closed her eyes. Their kisses became more intense again.

Groin on groin and step by step they crossed the room until she felt the bed in the hollows of her knees. Her grip on his upper arms tightened to steady her footing.

Without ending the embrace Tommy opened the drawer of his bedside table. Some condoms laid on top. His voice was low and throaty when he spoke. "I've made provisions. Do we need one?"

"No." Barbara whispered. "No. I trust you and besides I already have. Feel it?"

She wound her arm around his neck and pointed on a mark on the inside of her left upper arm. Tommy pressed his lips onto the dark spot that indicated the injection and sensed the little hard thing under her skin with his tongue. The two inch long rod finally had a right to exist. His lips kissed a trace around her arm, up to her shoulder and farther up her neck to her ear.

Barbara closed her eyes again. "I was about to have it removed 'cause I had no use for it for quite some time but now it's the proper moment." She smiled. And I want to feel all of you.

"Remove it soon, Barbara." he growled into her ear, once more thinking of a future step before the very next one was made.

Barbara understood what he implied and she was a bit shocked that it did not shock her at all. It suddenly seemed to be a normal thing thinking of a family. Something definitely had shifted. Besides the wanton feeling in her lower body excluded nearly most of the ability for proper thinking. She only wanted to love him and be loved now and with delight she sensed that he already was helping her off her pants.

Barbara fumbled with Tommy's belt but something with it jammed so she gave up and growled. "Remove that thing!" she ordered with anger. It made Tommy chuckle. She's as impatient as me. Holy, this is going to be the best short- Oh, no, not a quickie! I need to do things slowly...

With his hands taking off his trousers and his lips still on hers he mumbled that it won't be easy for him tonight.

"Expectations were pitched high by those stories..."

He lowered her onto the mattress and coiling her arms around his neck she whispered that it never had happened on a bed in those stories, so there was no expectation at all. An entranced smile never left her face.

"I just want to make love to you, Tommy, and let you make love to me."

His lips trailed down between her breasts.

"I never would have thought you'd be so..." He kissed her bosom. "So..."

"...straightforward? Something has shifted, remember? Oh, yes... mmmh... Now shut up and love me!" She pulled his face up to hers to reach his lips. This sudden movement made him lose his balance and he half fell down on her. His right knee was between her legs and his manhood pressed into her thigh. An approving sound told him that he did not hurt her when he fell. Her hand squeezed his bum.

"You're a little impatient, aren't you?" he asked with amusement in his voice.

"Hell, yes, I am." she impulsively answered.

"So am I." Tommy whispered. Barbara pressed her hips up to his and clearly felt it and felt it growing. Tommy moaned. "Oh, hell, yes - so am I."

A deep kiss with a sweet tongue-fight mirrored what their lower bodies not yet were able to but tried. Impatiently Barbara shoved his boxers down his legs and caressed his bum cheeks with massaging pressure. With a little wriggling and a bit of fidgeting both had gotten rid of the last two bits of bothering cloth between them and Tommy finally laid between her bent legs, his hard member already asking for admission. He felt her readiness and groaned. I really need to slow down or this is over too soon.

Tommy licked her right breast and nibbled at its bud. "This is going to be a-"

"Tommy!" she interrupted him.

"Hmmm?" His lips still were on his breast. Their hips rolled pressing onto each other. "Wha'?" he mumbled.

"Shut. Up." Barbara moaned and lifted her hip to welcome him. "Oh, god, Tommy!" she groaned when he slid his full length in.

"Oh, yes." Tommy groaned into her ear. "That's me."

Tempo and intensity rapidly increased. Both were impatient. Both did not want to wait another second. Both needed to fulfill their mutual needs. Both wanted this so much that there was no restriction anymore. A few thrusts were enough to bring them to the edge. A few more thrusts brought them over it and even less more thrusts were necessairy to bring them to a shared climax.

Barbara arched her back, screwed up her eyes, dug her nails into his shoulders and cried out loud while an ocean of lust washed over her. She felt the shuddering tension of his muscles when he came. The warmth between her legs and between her cramping inner muscles plus the ongoing hard thrusts let her dive into a second pool of pleasure.

After he could not hold himself up anymore and finally crushed down on her, he kept lying there for a short while. Barbara enjoyed the heavy weight of his drained body. Yowza! she thought with closed eyes and dreamily smiled up to the ceiling.

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Author's notes: As the three dots might indicate there will be a little more to come. It's not much but it's definitely not yet finished and at the moment I'm a bit pre-occupied with the festivities, so please be patient - very patient!