POST EPILOGUE
SKYROCKETS IN FLIGHT: HEAVENLY AFTERNOON DELIGHT
A/N at the end.
I have removed this chapter as a separate story and am placing it at the end of Part IV. If you have read it, please know that I appreciate hearing from each and every one of you.
I just felt this was better fit after the epilogue in Part IV, when Alex and Olivia are in their 70's.
Thank you for your understanding.
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The air was warm as a gentle breeze blew the sheer, white curtains of the bedroom, the fabric fluttering as it did so, and the smell of the ocean and salt water permeated their tiny rented abode. Alex stood, just before the doorway of the bedroom and placed her left hand on the frame, pressing her right hip against it, as well. They had just gotten back from swimming and Olivia had already showered before leaving her blonde wife to do the same, Alex also taking care of a few necessary aesthetic issues, as well.
They had been spending their days like this—lazy mornings, swimming and laying in the sun, lazy evenings full of love—and Alex was dreading snapping back to reality in a few days.
But now, she didn't want to think about it.
She had put on a revealing ensemble—not new, but not old—of a demi-cup baby blue, lacy bra, and matching cheeky boy shorts from one of she and her wife's favorite shops—Myla.
Alex couldn't take her eyes off of her gorgeous wife and Olivia still hadn't noticed her presence, and so Alex decided to admire her from afar for just a little while longer.
Olivia was wearing a sheer, long-sleeved, white, cotton, lace-up, mid-thigh cover-up, tanned, toned legs on display, cocoa nipples visible through the sheerness of the gauze fabric, the brunette nude beneath, and had
one ankle crossed over the other. She was holding a TIME Magazine in her right hand, the page folded back, the brunette squinting slightly, mouth moving as she read.
Alex smiled. She was absolutely adorable and the way her sun-streaked mocha hair was splayed out in waves on the pillow beneath her head and the glow of her now-bronzed skin had the attorney warm and wet, her heart beating quickly, just from watching the amazingly sexy vision in front of her.
Alex watched as Olivia yawned now, moaning and closing her eyes. Olivia opened them and then looked up at the ceiling briefly before looking to the window, watching the curtains move with the breeze, and then closed her eyes, moaning and smiling again.
The air was filled with the sound of the crashing, late-afternoon waves and the cicadas buzzing wildly in the trees outside.
Olivia reached up with her left hand now and scratched the crown of her head and then raked her fingers backward through her still-damp locks a couple of times before bending her knees and bringing them closer to her body and setting the open magazine on her lap, eyes still closed, Alex getting in a good peek at those toned legs and a glimpse of that beautiful ass as the brunette did so.
Then Olivia opened her eyes and leaned to her right to set the magazine on the bedside table before rolling into a semi-ball on her right side and bringing her knees upward, getting comfortable. From this motion, and from the brunette detective's relaxed position, Alex could see the tan line that her bikini had caused the last several days and the contrast of deep cocoa and medium-toned skin on the smoothness of the detective's ass had Alex's mouth salivating without her control.
Olivia then brought her left hand straight out in front of her, studying her engagement and wedding rings, before straightening those tanned legs and taking both of her feet in front of her as she lay on her side, studying her toenails, which she had recently painted a peachy beige, causing the fabric of her loose, blousy dress to move even further upward.
Alex licked her lips, eyes still focused on her wife, as Olivia moaned yet again and yawned, letting out a satisfied sound.
"You tired, Babe?" Alex couldn't help but break her silence. She needed to be there, on the bed, with her wife, touching, smelling and kissing her. Just watching her wasn't enough.
OOO
Olivia smiled and rolled over onto her back, mouth dropping open from what she saw—her wife in a revealing bra and panty set. But that wasn't what made the detective's heart race and a pulsating in her lower lips. It was the way Alex looked right there, at that moment. Her long blonde hair, just below her shoulders, was wavy, even more sun-kissed and highlighted by the rays they had been luxuriating in over the past week, and her clear, flawless porcelain skin held a pinkness, a beautiful rosy hue that just traveled from one cheek, across the tip of that beautiful nose, and to the other cheek. The color in her face only enhanced the blue eyes that were now piercing into her, that come hither look that melted the brunette every time.
Olivia reached her left hand out now, smiling, "The heat and swimming really take a lot out of me, Al…I'm just so lazy…but it's a good lazy…"
Alex smiled and began creeping toward her before kneeling on the bed and crawling her way. "I know, Liv…I feel it, too…" Alex propped herself on her right hand, knees bent to the left as they just looked at each other, each enjoying the view of the other.
Alex smiled and slowly leaned down, hovering over the brunette, letting her breath linger over her mouth briefly before taking her lips to Olivia's and pressing firmly. Alex opened her mouth and let her tongue move slowly into the brunette's warmth, stroking her own tongue, light suction applied as she did so.
Olivia moaned and sat up, now, the two not once breaking the kiss, and she cupped the back of Alex's head with both hands, mouths crashing into the others once more.
Olivia moved now, still kissing her blonde wife, clutching the back of her neck gently, both of their breathing frantic, and moved Alex to lay back, Olivia positioning herself in between the blonde's parted legs., her elbows next to Alex's. Olivia leaned forward and rested her hips on top of her wife's before slowly pulling away, eyes closed. She smiled at Alex and then moved slightly downward, kissing her breast through her lacy bra, before pulling the small amount of fabric down and then biting her peaked nipple in the process. She took her mouth to Alex's other breast and repeated the maneuver. Alex let out a long, heavy exhale as Olivia clutched the blonde's breasts now, mouth going to Alex's left and letting her tongue flick quickly across her pebbled nipple.
Alex grabbed Olivia's head now, "Oh, God, Liv…I'm so wet, Babe. I want you so badly…"
Olivia smiled at her wife's need. The blonde was a sight—eyes closed, head pressed back into the pillow, the tops of her pink, hardened nipples peeking from the bra. "Tell you what…" Olivia hooked her fingers into her wife's waistband, "…I'll get these and you get that…" Olivia motioned to her wife's chest.
Within seconds, Olivia had Alex's panties off and Alex had her own bra off—both flung onto the floor.
Olivia moved to lean over her wife again and felt a tugging upward.
"You're clothes, Liv…you know I need to feel you, Babe…" Alex's voice was breathy, needy.
Olivia leaned back and sat on her knees, reached down and lifted the hem of the loose top over her head, and tossed it along with the other garments before returning to her position on top of the blonde.
Warm, soft skin rested against warm, soft skin, both of their bodies heated from their sun time earlier, and Olivia set about to begin pleasuring her wife. Alex had already been heated up and ready to go from the moment she had crawled onto the bed, and perhaps earlier. Olivia knew that look on her wife's face and knew that Alex needed her. And she was more than proud to fulfill that desire.
Olivia placed feathery kisses along Alex's upper chest, the blonde not stopping the caressing of Olivia's hair as she continued. Olivia moved downward now, giving more attention to those porcelain globes in front of her, lavishing them with purpose, the blonde's body beginning to shake with need.
"I love you, Olivia…" Alex tried, the blonde's eyes closed.
"I love you, Alex…always have and always will…" Olivia moved downward now, giving her toned belly the same attention as the rest of her skin as she continued to travel downward still. She stopped now and looked up, seeing the blonde's piercing cerulean pools looking at her with utter carnality, her breathing quick and labored.
Olivia wouldn't make her wait any longer. Her wife needed to be pleasured and the brunette knew the motions that would have her getting off soon.
The detective leaned in now and let her tongue flick out quickly a few times, watching as her wife's tiny bud went from barely peeking out to being fully visible, Alex spreading her legs further apart now and moaning a long, drawn-out moan.
Olivia licked her lips now and then focused as she began lapping at the protrusion, slow gentle strokes, before she took her index and middle fingers to her wife's already-lubricated slit and began moving them along her entrance, just enticing the juices out further.
"God, Liv…" was all Alex managed, her voice almost inaudible.
Olivia now began working her fingers inside of her wife, slowly, slowly, in and out, a little further every time, Alex's hips bucking upward, her face still tilted to the ceiling, eyes closed.
Olivia continued a rhythm now, her fingers gliding easily, the blonde so aroused. Alex began panting now—short quick exhales—and Olivia watched from below as the blonde propped her upper body on her elbows. Her eyes were now like sapphires, her brow furrowed with impending need. She closed her eyes and tilted her head upward once more before she opened her eyes again, gasping slightly, and looked deeply back into the brunette's eyes, holding her gaze.
"Please, Liv…" Alex's face was wrinkled with emotion, "…that mouth, Babe…I need—"
But Olivia didn't need to be begged or told again. She placed her mouth on Alex's clit and began a light sucking, letting the tip of her tongue swirl around in a circular motion, feeling Alex's body buck up with every thrust of her still-working fingers and every intake of her swollen bud into the brunette's mouth.
Deep blue eyes locked with her own once more before Alex's mouth opened in a silent cry, eyes closing again, forehead wrinkled in pleasure as she came against the brunette's mouth, Alex's body needing to be held down with Olivia's forearm laying firmly across her bucking hips from the intensity of her climax.
Olivia smiled and continued her motions until she felt Alex's body relax with every second that passed. Once she was sure that her climax had finished, she kissed her way up the blonde's body, feeling the slight sheen of perspiration there from the heat of the day and the pleasure that she had just received.
Still panting, Alex smiled. Olivia watched the rise and fall of her chest, the pink hue in her along and above her breasts and face, her thin delicate fingertips resting in between her bare breasts.
"Jesus, Liv…" Alex laughed a breathy laugh now.
"Glad you married me?" Olivia giggled.
"No doubt, Babe…if only for those magic fingers and that skilled and talented mouth? Absolutely…"
They made love for the rest of the afternoon, until they were exhausted and hunger overtook their spent bodies.
Exactly how a honeymoon should be.
Only this time, it wasn't simply their honeymoon.
Olivia and Alex were in Heaven.
The place that they knew, even after their mortal existence was no longer, that they'd spend eternity.
:) Hope you enjoyed the twist.
This final chapter of part four "seems" to take place in Greece, on their honeymoon. But the twist applies at the end, open for interpretation. I imagine Olivia in that white billowy sundress she is wearing the last pic on my Love Won't Leave Pinterest board. Check it out!
I hope you enjoyed this final part of the Love Won't Leave saga. ;)
Patricia
