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Still hungry from their dinner of cucumbers and fruit after the badly botched hamburger incident, his stomach rumbled loudly. Rolling onto his side, he spooned in behind his wife and draped an arm over her possessively. She murmured something unintelligible as he nuzzled her neck just below her ear.
"Ty," she sighed dreamily as she ran her hand through his hair.
"What the hell?" Frank growled.
Shay's pretense failed as she fell into a fit of giggles.
"That wasn't funny," he barked and swatted her behind.
"Ooh...do that again," she joked as she turned to lie on her back. "I was just teasing. I'm sorry I've been behaving so badly when it comes to him...I've just never seen a body like that up-close and personal."
"Just don't get any more up-close and personal than you have."
"Tiger...nothing compares to you," she whispered assurances in his ear as she tenderly ran her fingertips down his arm to his hip to swirl soft, tiny circles down and around his buttock...his LEFT buttock. "I love you...your touch...the feel of you...the way we feel together..." She could feel him hardening against her thigh. "Now, go to sleep...daylight comes early according to Katie."
Shay giggled as he flopped back on to his pillow and elicited a loud painful groan of unfulfilled passion. The giggle was a cover...a lie. She wanted him as much as he wanted her, but she was still upset with him and his idea of a vacation. She would give over to him soon enough...in the meantime; he deserved to suffer a little.
In actuality, he was suffering. He gave his wife a sideways glance as he plotted to release himself from the ache she had created in his loins. He waited patiently until she rolled back onto her side and snuggled up against her. He heard her pleasant sigh as his breath fanned her earlobe. Slowly, he trailed soft, moist kisses along her neck until he reached the spot she was most sensitive and suckled the delicate flesh until she moaned with rapture.
"Not fair," she whispered breathily.
"Never said I played fair," he replied in a hushed whisper as Shay rolled onto her back.
He lowered himself to her, the feel of her skin and soft, supple breasts tantalizing him further. Shay writhed underneath him, quietly begging his entrance. As he slid into her and she gloved around his hardness, his lips sought hers hungrily. He broke the kiss momentarily when they heard a soft cry in the near distance. Frank chuckled softly as his lips descended to Shay's once again and before they touched, he whispered, "Kowabunga, dude."
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Frankie shifted next to Jake, her eyes popping open at the soft cry across the camp. She snickered, trying to stifle it and not wake Jake up. "Way to go Alex..." she whispered.
"Mmmm?" Jake mumbled as he came out of his dreams. "What... what about Alex?"
"She and her surfer rode the pipeline." She giggled, and rolled over to press up against Jake's side. She slid one leg between his as her hand drifted up his stomach.
"Hm mm... no.." he muttered as her thigh brushed against him intimately. Despite the irritation he felt at her divulging their bedroom secrets, he felt himself responding to her.
"That's not what your body says," she drawled out slowly, her thigh working gently against him as he hardened more and more.
"Francesca, stop it." Jake pushed her hand off of his chest and sat up.
"What's wrong?"
"You.." Jake stopped. He had been about to start yelling at her for what she'd said to the girls when they thought no one was listening. But, if he did that, then there'd be this huge screaming match and he would wind up on the wrong end. Because he knew he was wrong. He'd bugged his own wife, and then turned seven shades of scarlet red when she started sharing secrets about them. If he told her what was wrong, she'd be more than hurt.
"Me, what Jake?" Frankie sat up next to him, a confused look on her face that bordered on hurt.
"I... You. I'm worried about you. This trip might not have been a good thing for you. You're still not 100% yet, baby."
Closer this time, another voice broke the silence with an 'Oh God!'.
Frankie grinned up at Jake as she got onto her hands and knees, her nose a breath from Jake's. "Oh pish. I just have to take it a bit slower than everyone else and listen to what my body is telling me." She smiled slowly as her hand drifted up his thigh to grasp him firmly.
"Frankie..." he groaned.
She whispered in his ear, the tip of her tongue stroking his ear as her hand stroked him lovingly. He grew harder still in her hand, his eyes glazed slightly before he closed them and gave in to her.
"Petarde..." he groaned. "Mi Petarde." He growled as she pushed him down on his back and knelt over him. Down his chest and stomach she kissed, licked and nibbled as he began to squirm and writhe under her touch. She still stroked him, her thumb rubbing gently over the head.
Frankie purred softly, finally reaching her destination. With a soft lick, she winked up at him.
"Frankie.." he gasped. "No.." He sat up, reaching for her.
"Si" she whispered as her lips circled his head warmly. She was rewarded with a sharp hiss of air being sucked between Jake's teeth. Slowly she took all of him into her mouth, sucking and stroking him with her tongue.
Jake's hips started bucking with a life of their own up to meet her each time her mouth sank down him. His fingers tangled into her hair, loose and free of the braid from earlier. Gradually his hips increased in speed and became erratic. He was coming closer...
Frankie pulled off and glided up his body to crush her lips to his. Swiftly he rolled her over and in one fluid move, thrust into her. She was more than ready and eager to accept him. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck even as her legs locked over his waist. However, she was totally unprepared for what Jake did next.
He grinned devilishly and shifted, lifting her hips over his knees and pulling her up to sit on his lap as he knelt on his knees. Frankie felt like she was going to explode right then and there. She let out a soft shriek as he sank deeper into her. "Sweet Jesus" she whispered as Jake's arms circled around her back and crushed her to his chest.
"Amen" he growled against her lips as they moved against each other desperately. Right when he thought that he was going to hurt her, her head rolled back from his mouth with another quiet shriek, her body convulsing around him.
"Salvacion... Mi... Salvacion" she whispered and rested her forehead on his shoulder. He was still sheathed inside her and not finished yet. Jake grinned evilly as he lowered her to the ground under him.
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Petarde = Firecracker
Mi Salvacion = My Salvation
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...and just how will things progress the morning after? stay tuned.....