Chapter 6
Late Saturday Afternoon The Cabin
Harm and Mac lay facing each other in bed trying to catch their breath. Harm had pulled the sheet up to cover them, their need for each other temporarily sated. "That was...."
"Incredible."
"Unbelievable."
"Gratifying."
"Satisfying."
"Mind-blowing."
Harm laughed finally, "We could go on like this forever."
Mac giggled right along with him, "That wouldn't be a bad thing."
He reached over and let his hand roam slowly down her back, "It ended way too fast. I'm a little out of practice."
She moved in closer and put her hand on his waist, then slowly down his thigh. "I thought it was just right.....but if you feel the need to keep practicing, I won't put up a fight."
"Encouragement will get you everywhere." Harm captured her lips again for a soulful kiss, then closed his eyes and sighed with contentment. Mac followed his lead and closed her eyes, and luxuriated in the moment.
Their breathing slowed finally. It had been a long, hot day and they tried to stay awake, they didn't want to miss anything, but couldn't stop the pull of sleep and finally let it consume them.
Mac woke up about an hour later and found herself curled up with her back against Harm's body, his arm protectively covering her. Oh, this felt so good, she thought as she reveled in his warmth, and let out a sigh.
She didn't want it to end and closed her eyes again, but Harm stirred and kissed the side of her neck just under her earlobe, causing her to shiver. "Are you cold?" he asked as he pulled the covers back up over her shoulder.
She covered his hand with hers. "No, not really. It was that kiss, you hit my weak spot."
Harm filed that away for future reference, he didn't want to miss a thing. "That's good to know. I need all the intel I can get."
Mac laughed. "You figured out where my tattoo is pretty quickly."
"Now where was that again?" he asked as he ducked under the covers and found the spot and ran his tongue over it.
Mac giggled and rolled onto her back. "Hey, stop that, it still tickles just like the first time you tried it."
He popped out from under the sheet. "You know how sometimes you do the same things over and over to see if you get different results....same thing."
"Disappointed?"
"Nope. I'll keep trying, it's too much fun watching you squirm."
She giggled at that. "You're incorrigible."
"Persistent." He smirked. "Are we going to start that again? Should I break out the thesaurus?"
"I could think of other things."
"I'm listening."
"How about the Jacuzzi?" she suggested.
"Haven't we had enough water for one day?"
"We're dirty. I could take a shower, but I'd much rather get a little tub time in. Think bubble bath."
Harm laughed. "Bubbles in a Jacuzzi? I could just see that nightmare. Besides, we don't have any."
"Well, I'm not leaving without trying it once."
Harm shook his head. "If you insist. But if you want bubbles, we better pick up a mop while we're at it."
"In the mean time, dinner would be good." She offered.
Harm nodded in agreement, "I could go for something to eat. Let's go see what we can scare up."
Harm took a quick shower while Mac started rummaging through the refrigerator, then pulled out some eggs and started whipping them up and grated some cheese to make omelets, then they switched; Mac ran in to shower off and Harm made them some hash browns with peppers and onions.
Afterward, Mac was standing at the sink washing the dishes when Harm came up from behind and put his hands on her hips and kissed her neck. "That was delicious."
"Me, or the food?" she asked as she pulled his hands and closed them around her waist.
"Both." He kissed the top of her head.
She leaned back into him and rested her hands on his. "Good answer."
"We're quite a team, you and me."
"We always will be, don't you think?"
"Always."
They stepped outside and headed to the porch swing; Mac curled up to Harm and he rocked them gently as they enjoyed the crisp night air and the pleasure of each other's company. Soon they became lost in their own thoughts.
"Mac?" he whispered.
"Hmmm?"
"Do you think......?" Harm asked tentatively.
"No." she replied quickly, cutting him off.
"You don't even know what I was going to say." He said defensively.
"I know. I'm sorry, it's just.....I don't want to think right now. I want to enjoy the moment, enjoy this. This is like a fantasy for me, you know? I'm not ready for reality yet."
"Am I your fantasy?" he asked.
"You've always been my fantasy, Harm." She replied as she reached out to squeeze his hand.
He whispered to her, "I can make your fantasy a reality."
"You can?"
"Let me show you." He said as he stood up and tugged on her hand. She stood up and together they walked back inside.
Harm motioned for her to continue to the bedroom. "I'll meet you inside." He walked over to the refrigerator, opened it, and grabbed some items.
She looked at him with growing amusement, hesitating and trying to get a view of what he was doing but Harm pulled the door protectively against him so she couldn't see what he was up to. Mac gave up and got ready for bed.
Mac was propped up on a pillow waiting for him in bed. Now she heard the water running then shut off a minute later. Harm finally reached his head in to see her waiting, then turned off the light and joined her bed.
He reclined on his side, propped up on his elbow. She started feeling around for clues but it was too dark. "I can't see."
"You don't need to see. Just taste. Open your mouth."
She did so tentatively, reaching for his hand as he guided it into her mouth.
"Now bite it." He instructed her. She did.
"Mmmmm, strawberries." She delighted. He fed her a few more, then stopped to kiss her.
Harm pulled away and Mac waited for what came next. The bed shook suddenly and for a few seconds. "What are you doing?"
"Shaking things up a little." Before she could figure out what he was talking about, she heard it. Harm pulled down the sheet and sprayed her liberally with a can of whipped cream.
She gasped. "Oh, that's so cold."
"I'll warm you right up." He said as he dived in, indulging in a little fantasy of his own.
She giggled with pleasure, "I like the way you think."
Late Saturday Afternoon The Cabin
Harm and Mac lay facing each other in bed trying to catch their breath. Harm had pulled the sheet up to cover them, their need for each other temporarily sated. "That was...."
"Incredible."
"Unbelievable."
"Gratifying."
"Satisfying."
"Mind-blowing."
Harm laughed finally, "We could go on like this forever."
Mac giggled right along with him, "That wouldn't be a bad thing."
He reached over and let his hand roam slowly down her back, "It ended way too fast. I'm a little out of practice."
She moved in closer and put her hand on his waist, then slowly down his thigh. "I thought it was just right.....but if you feel the need to keep practicing, I won't put up a fight."
"Encouragement will get you everywhere." Harm captured her lips again for a soulful kiss, then closed his eyes and sighed with contentment. Mac followed his lead and closed her eyes, and luxuriated in the moment.
Their breathing slowed finally. It had been a long, hot day and they tried to stay awake, they didn't want to miss anything, but couldn't stop the pull of sleep and finally let it consume them.
Mac woke up about an hour later and found herself curled up with her back against Harm's body, his arm protectively covering her. Oh, this felt so good, she thought as she reveled in his warmth, and let out a sigh.
She didn't want it to end and closed her eyes again, but Harm stirred and kissed the side of her neck just under her earlobe, causing her to shiver. "Are you cold?" he asked as he pulled the covers back up over her shoulder.
She covered his hand with hers. "No, not really. It was that kiss, you hit my weak spot."
Harm filed that away for future reference, he didn't want to miss a thing. "That's good to know. I need all the intel I can get."
Mac laughed. "You figured out where my tattoo is pretty quickly."
"Now where was that again?" he asked as he ducked under the covers and found the spot and ran his tongue over it.
Mac giggled and rolled onto her back. "Hey, stop that, it still tickles just like the first time you tried it."
He popped out from under the sheet. "You know how sometimes you do the same things over and over to see if you get different results....same thing."
"Disappointed?"
"Nope. I'll keep trying, it's too much fun watching you squirm."
She giggled at that. "You're incorrigible."
"Persistent." He smirked. "Are we going to start that again? Should I break out the thesaurus?"
"I could think of other things."
"I'm listening."
"How about the Jacuzzi?" she suggested.
"Haven't we had enough water for one day?"
"We're dirty. I could take a shower, but I'd much rather get a little tub time in. Think bubble bath."
Harm laughed. "Bubbles in a Jacuzzi? I could just see that nightmare. Besides, we don't have any."
"Well, I'm not leaving without trying it once."
Harm shook his head. "If you insist. But if you want bubbles, we better pick up a mop while we're at it."
"In the mean time, dinner would be good." She offered.
Harm nodded in agreement, "I could go for something to eat. Let's go see what we can scare up."
Harm took a quick shower while Mac started rummaging through the refrigerator, then pulled out some eggs and started whipping them up and grated some cheese to make omelets, then they switched; Mac ran in to shower off and Harm made them some hash browns with peppers and onions.
Afterward, Mac was standing at the sink washing the dishes when Harm came up from behind and put his hands on her hips and kissed her neck. "That was delicious."
"Me, or the food?" she asked as she pulled his hands and closed them around her waist.
"Both." He kissed the top of her head.
She leaned back into him and rested her hands on his. "Good answer."
"We're quite a team, you and me."
"We always will be, don't you think?"
"Always."
They stepped outside and headed to the porch swing; Mac curled up to Harm and he rocked them gently as they enjoyed the crisp night air and the pleasure of each other's company. Soon they became lost in their own thoughts.
"Mac?" he whispered.
"Hmmm?"
"Do you think......?" Harm asked tentatively.
"No." she replied quickly, cutting him off.
"You don't even know what I was going to say." He said defensively.
"I know. I'm sorry, it's just.....I don't want to think right now. I want to enjoy the moment, enjoy this. This is like a fantasy for me, you know? I'm not ready for reality yet."
"Am I your fantasy?" he asked.
"You've always been my fantasy, Harm." She replied as she reached out to squeeze his hand.
He whispered to her, "I can make your fantasy a reality."
"You can?"
"Let me show you." He said as he stood up and tugged on her hand. She stood up and together they walked back inside.
Harm motioned for her to continue to the bedroom. "I'll meet you inside." He walked over to the refrigerator, opened it, and grabbed some items.
She looked at him with growing amusement, hesitating and trying to get a view of what he was doing but Harm pulled the door protectively against him so she couldn't see what he was up to. Mac gave up and got ready for bed.
Mac was propped up on a pillow waiting for him in bed. Now she heard the water running then shut off a minute later. Harm finally reached his head in to see her waiting, then turned off the light and joined her bed.
He reclined on his side, propped up on his elbow. She started feeling around for clues but it was too dark. "I can't see."
"You don't need to see. Just taste. Open your mouth."
She did so tentatively, reaching for his hand as he guided it into her mouth.
"Now bite it." He instructed her. She did.
"Mmmmm, strawberries." She delighted. He fed her a few more, then stopped to kiss her.
Harm pulled away and Mac waited for what came next. The bed shook suddenly and for a few seconds. "What are you doing?"
"Shaking things up a little." Before she could figure out what he was talking about, she heard it. Harm pulled down the sheet and sprayed her liberally with a can of whipped cream.
She gasped. "Oh, that's so cold."
"I'll warm you right up." He said as he dived in, indulging in a little fantasy of his own.
She giggled with pleasure, "I like the way you think."