They had made good time getting out to his cabin, and Dave had brought their bags up to the master bedroom while directing Erin out to the dock, knowing that would be the best place for her to relax in that moment. Mudgie was already running around the property, happy to be home and free, and he chuckled a little as he made his way over to Erin's side, taking a seat next to her on the worn wood of his dock.
"This is a beautiful view, David," she murmured as she scooted closer to him, resting her head against his arm as she continued to stare out at the water. "Perhaps, next time, I'll be ready for swimming in the lake and being your little mermaid."
"Will you wear a seashell bra for me, too?" he asked, trying to sound as lecherous as possible, loving the sound of her light laugh as she shook her head. "Why not?"
"One, it would be very uncomfortable. And two, I don't really think there are seashells that are appropriately large enough to cover my breasts. However, if you can source something like that, I will gladly wear it for you."
"A better challenge I have yet to hear," he teased as he turned his head and pressed his lips against her temple. Erin let out a deep sigh, and he frowned a little as he pulled away to look at her, wondering what was going through her mind. "Erin?"
"I was just thinking about the last time Alan and I joked like that. It was long before Allie fell sick, and I realise just how much I missed that aspect of life. While my heart is still grieving the loss of my children horribly, I've found that your affection, and Penelope's love, have helped me to start moving forward from the loss of Alan. Don't get me wrong, I'll probably always have a tender place in my heart for him, since he gave me my babies, but it's like a door has firmly closed over that part of my life now that you're in it. And this will sound incredibly selfish, but I want you to make love to me. Here, in a place where I have no memories, where there are no ghosts to haunt my desires."
"I had a feeling that we might build up to this, Topalina. Are you certain that you wish to start something physical with me?"
"I would never have slipped into your bed if I wasn't certain of where things were heading between us. And before you even begin to profile me, David, I'll have you know that I have considered things from all angles, and I know that you will be tender with me now, even if we decide that we don't want to pursue a more permanent relationship between us. I need to have a physical release. Please, make me yours."
Though she might have wanted to impart upon him this idea of impermanence between them, those last words told him that she felt just as deeply as he did about where things were going between them, and he gave her a small nod as he struggled to get to his feet, not wanting to admit that he wasn't as young as he felt in his heart. Holding out his hand, he helped Erin to her feet before wrapping his arms around her waist and hugging her tightly, burying his nose in her hair and breathing in the by now familiar scent of her shampoo. "If I make you mine, Erin, I might not ever want to let you go. Penelope and Derek have both warned me not to hurt you, and I don't want to, but I know that we both have strong emotions which might make things rough between us at times."
"Oh, but after we fight, it will be ever so sweet to make up. And sometimes, angry sex can be the best."
Her frank words made him cough on the gasp of air he drew in, and he shook his head as he led her up to the house. "You might just be the death of me yet, Topalina."
"Hopefully not for decades to come, darling," she purred in return, wrapping her arm around his waist as they went inside. "Will you show me to your bedroom now?"
"Yes, Erin." He paused them in front of the staircase and lifted her chin gently with his hand, lowering his head to kiss her gently. "Come with me."
"That would be the plan," was her quick reply, and again, he choked on air, giving Erin an askance look. "When Penelope asked me to talk dirty to her during that case in Milwaukee, she had no idea who she was talking to. You remember my quick tongue."
"I do, but it's still a bit of a shock to hear some things come from your mouth." She giggled a little as they climbed the stairs and he took hold of his hand to guide her into the master bedroom. "Welcome to my home away from home," he said lowly as he led her over to the bed.
"It is very much you, David," she murmured as she turned to him, looking up into his eyes and smiling softly. "I do wish that you had worn a button down shirt, as it is a good deal harder to feel sexy when you're tugging a sweater over your lover's head."
"You should have mentioned that, Erin. I would have changed."
"And that would have put us behind. No, I'll just have to wait for another time to slowly push the buttons from their holes before slowly slipping the shirt off your shoulders in order to tug and pull on your chest hair." Dave felt himself stir a little at the husky tone of her words, and he nodded silently as he allowed Erin to pull his thin sweater over his head and toss it to the ground before she made short work of his undershirt as well. Splaying her hands out on his chest, she arched upwards to capture his lips in a scorching kiss as his fingers began to undo the buttons on her cardigan, letting it join the growing pile of clothes at their feet.
As the kiss lingered on, their hands lazily brushed against each other as they divested themselves of their clothing until the only barrier that separated them was the thin cotton of Erin's underwear. "I have to ask, one more time, are you certain, Erin?" His hands settled on her hips as he stared into her eyes, seeing what her answer would be before she voiced it.
"Yes. This cold heart in my breast needs to turn towards the sun once more, and right now? You are my sun, David." She covered his hands with hers, guiding them to the waistband of her underwear and pushing downwards in clear invitation. "Please, David."
"Yes," he breathed out as she stepped out of the underwear, giving her a roguish grin before gently pushing her down onto the mattress, covering her body with his as he leaned in for another kiss. Dave could feel the way that her hips moved restlessly, and he grinned against her lips as he fitted his body between her, skimming one hand down her torso to cover her vulva, stroking it gently.
"Davie, I need to feel you in me, there will be time for slow and sweet later," she panted out, lifting her hips up against his hand in open invitation.
"Oh, Erin, no. I am going to take my time and enjoy this. You need to be worshipped, Topalina, not some quick fuck. Trust me?"
Her body relaxed a little with those words, and she nodded before pursing her lips for another kiss. He obliged her unspoken request before placing short, delicate, kisses along the planes of her face and then down her neck, nipping gently at the tendon that connected her neck to her shoulder. A low whimper escaped her mouth, telling him that she was enjoying what he was doing, and he continued to trail his lips down her body, taking care to worship her breasts in turn, sucking her nipples into tight peaks before pressing large, open-mouthed kisses on her torso, using his tongue to draw abstract patterns along her skin, chuckling to feel the way her body twitched and jumped against the onslaught. The sweet little coos that had first dropped from her lips turned into low, guttural moans by the time he started to eat her out, and this only encouraged him to drive her on to further heights of pleasure. "David!" she keened out in a loud wail, her orgasm finally overtaking her control, and he gripped her hips lightly as he continued to eat her out through the orgasm.
Finally, though, he couldn't hold out any longer, and he moved his body upwards, fitting himself inside her willing body and starting to thrust roughly, needing to find his own completion in her arms. Erin tightened her hands around his shoulders, her nails digging sharply into his skin as the start of a second orgasm began to overwhelm her body, taking him with her this time. Panting, he carefully dropped his body atop hers, their ragged breathing sharp in his ears. "I have you," he finally managed to pant out as Erin clung to him, and she nodded a little.
"Stay with me, David. Please," she murmured in return, nuzzling her cheek against his chest as she struggled to keep from crying.
"As if I could ever think about letting you go after this, Erin." He pressed his lips to her forehead and pulled her tightly to his chest as they sighed in unison, a sweet lethargy stealing over the room as they clung to each other, somehow knowing that this moment needed to be held onto for all it was worth, and David wondered if this idyll would be the future that he could look forward to with her.