This was originally gonna be part of 'Distance' as Harm and Mac go away on a romantic weekend. It had been at the back of my mind and today, the muse just made the words flow... HM making love in a sauna? Oh yeah...
Heat.
Mac was on top of me, her body glistening with sweat that trickled down her body. A soft light at the rear of the sauna cast an ethereal glow making her skin look that much more bronzed and beautiful. "Mmm, Harm." She moaned my name through lips that were slightly parted and I swore I could feel every sound down to my soul.
She ground her hips in a circular motion, moving her slick folds over the length of my shaft as I held onto the bench behind me. I hadn't yet been inside her although I'd sell my soul to plunge into her depths and never ever leave there.
However, I am a man that follows instructions and when a beautiful woman (whom you've been fruitlessly in love with for years) decides to take charge… well, I'll just follow her lead.
Some of her short locks were matted to her face, the tendrils equally dripping with her perspiration, her flushed appearance making me grow painfully erect. Head thrown back, Mac's neck became exposed and my eyes followed a bead of sweat as it dipped between the valley of her breasts. I longed to follow the droplet with my mouth, taste her skin and lap at the dampness with my tongue. She had to taste devine, sweet, spicy, salty a combination that I was surely never to tire of.
Instead I held on to the bench, my fingers digging painfully into the wood slats as Mac pleasured herself with my body. She wrapped her arms around my neck, using it as leverage to quicken the movement. Despite the heat of the sauna, I feel her warm wetness coating my cock helping her sex glide over me.
The desire to grasp her hips and hold her down while I drive into her is literally driving me insane. My heart is racing either from the heat or desire, maybe both and then Mac's pace is no longer teasing. It's frenetic, buckling against me wildly. I hold on tighter, feeling the edges of the wood dig into my skin.
When she does come it's explosive and she's even wetter now, drenched in fact and I feel her warmth coating me. It's taken a supernatural act of control to not tumble over the edge myself, a bit more of her body undulating against mine would have done the trick.
She screams my name and collapses against my body, Mac's head falling into the crook of mine. Her warm breath teases my neck almost branding the sensitive skin while she tries to come down from her high. I feel her body convulsing and I curiously wonder if she's ever fantasized about me while pleasuring herself. If she did, was it this intense?
Despite not touching her, not how I want to, my male pride swells that she took such pleasure in me. If she only knew how many nights I'd dreamt of her in eroticly intimate ways. My mouth bringing her to pleasure over and over again until Mac begged me to stop.
I feel her mouth move against my neck, lips pressing my pulsepoint which she then proceeds to lick. It's a light graze but then, Mac's teeth nip at my skin and I can no longer take her teases. My cock twitches with anticipation, the pain of holding back is almost blinding. She senses my discomfort and mercifully raises herself onto her knees.
I can't help to whimper when she reaches down between us and takes my length in her hand. Mac's thumb moves over the tip covered with precum and her own juices. She strokes me once, twice and I am not beaneathe begging at this point. "Mac, please. I can't take this anymore."
Her lips meet my own in a passionate kiss that makes me feel like drowning in a bottomless pool of passion. She sinks over me, one hand holding my shaft steady until her body greedily takes my cock into her.. My girth stretches her, my length fills her completely and I catch her gasp with my mouth.
My hands grip her hips desperately, forcing Mac to stay still out of fear that she would suddenly want to stop. We stare at each other for a long while, my heartbeat synching with hers. When we kiss again it's deep, our tongues dueling for supremacy.
How we got to this moment was a complete alignment of the stars. An international discussion on Military law brought us to Sweden delving through legal jargon to show our foreign counterparts the basics of investigations. After a long day we were escorted to our hotel that consisted of a small cabin which faced the lake. Because our reservations only had rank and last name, we were mistaken for two male officers (a common occurrence with Mac and me) and wound up rooming together.
The first night was awkward, my body almost hanging off the edge of a queen sized (which was actually a full) bed we were forced to share. It wasn't exactly the best place to be given the precarious nature of our relationship and the end of her nuptials. We weren't quite on solid ground and for a moment, I doubted we'd ever be.
I had gone for a run, finding a three mile trail that stretched out across the edge of a river bank. The workout helped clear my mind of the unyielding desire I held for my partner compounded by the closeness of her body through the night.
Enjoying a few minutes in the sauna seemed like a good idea. From experience I knew it would soothe my aching muscles and purge toxins from my body. Outside of our cabin stood a smaller version which housed a traditional stone sauna. I stepped inside without caution never even crossing my mind that she would be inside.
What's more, I never considered that Mac would be naked and yet there she was. A stark white towel covered the lower half of her body which was laying, stretched out across the upper bench. Her breast rested on her rib cage, nipples perking up as if begging to be touched. Her head was resting on a rolled up towel and for the life of me, I could no longer breathe.
I'd seen my partner in lingerie, bikinis, clothing that left too much to the imagination. I knew Mac had full breasts that even her Marine uniform could not hide. I just never imagined she was so beautiful. Toned arms and legs, tight abdomen and her breasts, Lord knows I would have gone through Hell just to find Heaven in her breasts.
I wasn't sure how long I stared, my eyes caressing every inch of skin they saw finally stopping when her eyes met mine. They registered a sign of shock and annoyance at my intrusion and then, something must have snapped inside of her. Those amber eyes shone with desire.
"You're a little overdressed, sailor." Mac's tone was flirty, sexy even and upon sitting upright she made no move to cover those gorgeous breasts. I clumsily tugged off most of my clothing, remaining only in the black boxer briefs that seemed to catch her attention. "They're not white."
I shook my head. "Compression shorts for running. Keeps everything.. uh… there." I stammered probably sounding like an idiot given the amused grin now plastered on her lips.
My underwear had begun to feel much more snug than when I first came in, a fact Mac noticed as her eyes descended to the bulge between my legs. "Underwear too, Commander." She was teasing, loving the act of making me squirm but, for once, I decided to play back and step out of the confining clothing.
I stood in front of her completely naked noting the approving looks followed by a blush when her eyes fixed on my growing erection. I made no moves to hide it, what was the point anyway? Any second one of us would fuck up, say something stupid and reset the stakes again.
She didn't know that my desire was fueled by something deeper and real - a love that had been forged through years of misunderstanding, heartache and trust.
When Mac stepped down, I figured she would move past me and leave but, I never expected for her to take charge. There was the briefest moment of hesitation and a look of concern which I felt as well. Our thing was never about sex, had it been we would have done the deed years ago. No, this was about us - about consummating love.. "Mac… I…"
She came up on her toes and silenced my words with a kiss that was soft and sweet, loving even. When we broke apart, her eyes locked onto mine silently questioning my own intentions. "Do you love me?"
Her words tore at my heart given the insecurity behind her tone. And I was insecure as well wondering how a woman who kissed me so passionately could still run to another man. "I love you more than words can say." I admitted and felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment. The line sounded absolutely poetic and sappy but, I meant every word.
I must have said the right thing as moments later I Mac is urging me to sit on the lower bench of the sauna. She's completely naked then, the towel stretched out beneath me and I watch that apple shaped six if hers when Mac turns to add water to the hot rocks in order to increase the temperature.
In the small space she doesn't have to move much to reach me but, when she steps closer it's in a slow, seductive manner. Carefully, she settled on top, her six coming to rest on my partial erection. She dipped a hand between us, angling my cock so that her moistening slit glides over it.
I hissed from the initial contact and as my hands try to grab her body Mac stops me. "No touching." Her voice was pure seduction, her movements slow and deliberate. We weren't making love the way I thought we would, but her form of foreplay is exquisitely sensual.
"Make love to me." She asks between kisses. My hands on Mac's hips guide her up and down over me. It's slow and with each thrust her body shakes. "Harm...Yes, Harm."
My name on her lips is almost reverent. I stand up and lose intimate contact with her when I lay Mac on the bench. She groans a protest and is immediately reaching for me, wrapping her hand around my wrist to pull me back to her.
I settle between her parted thighs and Mac has reached for me again, this time taking my length in her hand, positioning the tip at the entrance to her core. She sighs in relief when I inch into her.
The sweat over our bodies helps me slide over her. Mac rocks with me, her hips rising up to meet mine so that I plunge deeper into her. Her fingernails leave a trail of fire down my back, the way they bite into my skin forces me to move faster. I let a hand drop between us, my fingers searching for her clit.
Circling the bundle of nerves was almost like a pressing of some sort of switch within her. Mac's muscles clamp down on me tightly. Her hand soon joins mine, angling a certain way, showing me how she likes to pleasure herself. "Oh Harm… Oh God."
When she came the muscles grabbed me tightly again making me feel like I was being milked as I came inside her. "Sarah!" I screamed her name, still thrusting into Mac until I was completely spent.
The ability to hold my body upright was zapped replaced by an extreme sense of lethargy. That's when I felt Mac's arms wrapping tightly around my torso, cradling my body against hers despite my protests that I'd crush her.
I was still inside of her when my body drifted off to sleep and before succumbing to rest I heard her voice. "I love you, Harm." For once, everything was right in the world.
