Chapter 8b

Still kissing her, Sawyer hooked his fingers through the belt loops of her jeans and pulled her body close to his. Kate wrapped her arms around his neck, and held on tightly for fear that her knees might give out at any moment. Her skin pressed against his and she felt the warmth radiating from his body. He pulled her hips even closer to his. She shivered. Sawyer began moving away from her mouth, trailing kisses down her jaw and the side of her neck, still tugging on her belt loops. When his kisses came to the top of her shoulder, she turned her head the tiniest bit towards his and moaned softly into his ear.

Sawyer pulled back and looked at her. Kate's head was tilted upwards with her eyes closed and a look of euphoria across her face. Her eyes opened and she looked up at him with wild desire. She pulled her arms down from around his neck, and grabbed his wrists, forcing him to let go of her pants. Sawyer swallowed in apprehension. Kate grinned at him, and he knew she was thinking something, but he didn't know what. Reaching up once again, she cupped the sides of his face with her hands. Sawyer stood there with his arms at his sides looking down at her in wonder. But instead of pulling him into a kiss as he'd expected, her hands began sliding down the sides of his neck. Gracefully, she caressed his shoulders and then his pecks and then his abdomen, and finally his belly button. Her eyes flicked down to where her hands were and her thumbs stroked the soft trail of baby hair that ran below his pants line.

Sawyer had to swallow again. He felt he didn't deserve this, didn't deserve her. Time was moving so slow. He felt he'd only been in his tent for a few minutes, but already he could tell that the light was fading. "Kate" he barely managed to whisper. She looked up at him sharply and seductively shook her head, silencing him. Returning her attention back down to her hands, he did too. She ran her fingers down his happy trail (and it was DEFINATELY a happy trail for Sawyer). Gently she grabbed the button of his pants and worked it lose, then her finger tips found his zipper, and slowly, almost unbearably slowly, pulled it down.

At this, Kate let go, and Sawyer's already semi-lose pants sagged a bit lower, showing the tops of his boxers. Kate smiled once again, and reached up to grab the sides of his face. She pulled his head down to hers, but to the side, and whispered in a barely hearable voice despite how close her mouth was to his ear, "You finish." Sawyer grinned, and hurried to comply. But Kate would have none of it. "Slowly" she said, and stood back and watched as he pulled his pants down over his boxers, then his knees, then stepped out of them, tossing them to the side. Sawyer stared hard at her as she looked him over excrusiatingly slowly.

Then her hands fell to her own pants and undid the button. Her body twisted as he watched her, and she went through the same motions as he did in taking off her pants. He was completely entranced in watching her. When she stood back up, Sawyer nearly gasped at her beauty. His eyes glided over the curves and contours of her body, and finally met her eyes. Now all either of them were wearing was their underwear. Sawyer took a hesitant step forward, not wanting to break the moment, but not able to be without contact with her any longer.

When he did this, Kate - knowing exactly how he felt, but having other plans-pressed a single finger to the center of his chest, stopping him dead. Then she pressed just a bit harder, and Sawyer got the message. He stepped back to where he had been, and then another step, and with the next his foot hit the bed making him lose his balance so that he sat down hard on the edge of the bed.

Kate then stepped forward, and then again, and then, placing one footjust in front of the bed, she leaned forward until her knee had settling on top of it, just to one side of Sawyer's body. Then she brought the other knee up to the other side of his body, so that she was straddling him once again. Sawyer's eyes widened slightly and he had to swallow yet again. He moved his tongue inside his mouth to get the saliva working again. He lifted his hands and rested them on Kate's hips. She leaned forward, and kissed him. He pulled her to him, it had felt like forever since their last kiss and now he couldn't get enough of her. His tongue moved inside her mouth now, taking in as much of her as he could, his hunger for her driving him wild.

Now Kate went along with him, wrapping her arms around his neck, she let her need overcome her. Using her body and the leverage she had gained by being on top of him, she pushed him back, and together they lay down on the bed. She couldn't believe Sawyer had let her take control this easily, but she liked it, it drove her feral. What she didn't know was that Sawyer knew this, that it would have this affect on her as it did on most women. But never to the extent that she was taking it.

Kate's body began to move on top of his, slowly. At first her skin barely brushed his. Then, as her need took over, she put more of her weight into it. Her legs straightened a little, and she could move her hips over his. She let her legs part and straighten just a bit more and she was laying on him with her full weight now, but still moving. She could feel him through his boxers and could tell she was making him go crazy...but she was going crazy too. Just about the time he couldn't stand it any more, Sawyer used a move he'd used many times before. He wrapped his arms around her middle to hold her close to him. He lifted his body as much as he could from the bed while holding her weight and his own, then turned and flipped over. Now he was on top. Kate moaned in surprise and pleasure.

Sawyer lifted her and pushed her farther up onto the bed so that her legs weren't hanging over the edge any longer. Then gently grabbed her underwear and pulled them down her long legs and off. Kate then sat up. "Stand up" she comanded in a voice Sawyer had never heard before that moved him to obey. He stood up and she got up onto her knees on top of the bed, and quickly pulled his boxers down. She gasped, and looked up into his smiling eyes. She grinned, and lay back down on the bed as he stepped out of his boxers, waiting for him. He moved over her, crawling over the bed.

Once he was on all fours, completely over her body, he leaned down and kissed her fiercely. Then he began kissing her neck, and she moaned again in ecstacy. She lifted her head slightly and whispered into his ear, "Now." That was all he needed. He moved into her, guided by the shape of her body. Kate gasped, and nearly screamed. Sawyer groaned softly and whispered, "Kate." She was breathing heavily and it took all of her effort not to call out his name. Sawyer slowly moved inside of her, a little at a time, in and out, in and out, slowly, feeling her body move with his, he moaned again.

The rhythm they created together was excrusiatingly slow, but incredibly extravigant and unrestrained all at the same time. Sawyer pushed into her again, and again, each time illiciting a small squeek from Kate that was barely audible, but enough for him to know he was pleasing her. He kissed her lips, and then looked into her eyes. She stared back at him, breathing hard, with rapture written all over her face. Sawyer moaned, and his eyes rolled back into his head, as they slightly, ever so slightly quickened their pace.

Kate pushed him up just a little, and rolled over on top of him. She sat up on his lap with him still inside her. As Sawyer moved his hips, she pushed, up and down, up and down, up and down, harder each time. She felt as if her skin would pull her in all direction, and her mind would burst with pleasure. But her rhythm continued, and her breathing grew ragged. They'd been at this for over an hour and it didn't seem possible that he could please her any more. But then he sat up. Kate was still on top, straddling him for the third time that evening. Sawyer kissed her as they moved. Then, feeling that neither of them could endure much longer. He began helping her lift her body and come back down. They both thrust harder, and harder, and harder.

Soon it was all either of them could do not to cry out in sheer intoxication. The pace quickened yet more. Kate looked down into his eyes, and their contact held while both came at the same moment. Kate, her body seething with sensation and joy, and relief and ecstasy, threw her head back, arching her back, holding onto Sawyer for dear life, as it all over came her. Sawyer, his arms wrapped around Kate's middle, pulled her closer, and pushed her down onto him one last time, and his world exploded with light and peace, and fierce elation.

As both came back to themselves and the moment subsided, Kate leaned forward, and leaned her forhead against Sawyer's. "Thank you" she whispered, still trying to catch her breath. Sawyer smiled, and kissed her. He lay back, with her still on top of him, he gathered her into his arms, and she rested her head on his warm chest. They fell asleep that way, in each others arms, with Sawyer still inside her. Withe the last of his strength, Sawyer grabbed the blanket and pulled it over the both of them, and fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.