Chapter 9

When Kate's eye's fluttered open she knew it couldn't have been more than an hour since she'd fallen asleep. She glanced around the tent as best she could without lifting her head and noticed something odd. On the other side of the tent there was an opening in the roof that she hadn't noticed before. Of course she'd been a bit distracted, she thought with a smile. Through the skylight she could just see the moon. It was beautiful. Just a few more nights and it would be full. Kate wondered why Sawyer had a skylight in his tent.

She was still laying on top of Sawyer with her arms wrapped around his middle and her head resting on his chest. For a long time, Kate just lay there, listening to him breathe, listening to his heartbeat. At one point Sawyer sighed in his sleep, lifting Kate with him. He had his arms over the tops of hers with his hands resting on her back. She was relishing the feel of his skin against hers. How long had it been since she'd been with someone? It seemed like forever. She'd been on the run so long. Sure she'd used a couple of guys to get some things she'd wanted (like the airplane), but she didn't really consider those as anything. How long had it been since she'd been with some one that she'd wanted to be with without any alterior motives? She couldn't even remember. She didn't really want to.

Sawyer sighed again. Kate hugged him a little tighter. His arms moved a little and his hands lifted off of her back. But his fingertips stayed in contact, slowly, softly caressing her skin, up and down her back. Kate shifted and propped her head up so that her chin was resting on his chest instead of her cheek. She looked up at him looking down at her. She smiled and he hugged her a little, grinning, staring at her in wonder. She looked so beautiful, laying there in the moonlight with her hair tangled (that was his doing) and spread out around her. Her eyes twinkled with joy and it took Sawyer's breathe away.

Kate lifted her head slightly and then brought her lips down to his chest, kissing softly his skin. Sawyer ran one of his hands over her head and through her hair, watching her. She started to move up, to kiss closer to his collar bone, but then she stopped suddenly. Her eyes went a little wide, and her body wiggled. Something felt wierd. Then with a blush that turned her face scarlet, Kate looked at Sawyer to see if he noticed what she had. Upon seeing the the semi-mischievious grin on his face she knew that he had, and she buried her face in his chest, laughing quietly. Kate felt his body flex as he bent so he could kiss the top of her head, and then lay back down. She couldn't look up for the longest time for her embarassment. When she'd wiggled her body she'd felt something...odd. Then she'd realised that Sawyer was still inside of her! After all this time! She couldn't believe it, and was soon laughing uncontrolably.

When she finally did look up at Sawyer, he arched an eyebrow and gave her a look that said, "What's so funny?" She went again into fits of giggles. As soon as she calmed once again, she looked in in the eyes and grinned from ear to ear. Boosting herself up from off of him, she got up on all fours with the blanket draped over her back creating a tent over Sawyer's body. She crawled forward enough so that she could lean down and kiss him. It wasn't a long kiss, or even very deep, but it said more than words ever could.

Kate glanced down under herself once she'd pulled away from the kiss. She admired Sawyer's body (or what she could see of it in the dark). Her eyes found his face again and she saw that he was doing the same to her. She looked back down and noticed something that hadn't been there before. She lifted an eyebrow and looked back up at him. This time he was looking at her too. He grinned and propped himself up on his elbows until he was centimeters from her face. Kate leaned forward again and kissed him. This time the kiss was more, stiring the flames deep inside her. She pushed him back down, and continued kissing him.

She settled down onto her elbows, but still had her knees under her so her bottom was sticking up in the air. Kate kissed Sawyer's jawline down to his ear, and then nibbled the lobe. It made his scalp tingle with sensation, and his imagination run wild. He kissed her shoulder and collar bone. Kate kissed down his neck and onto his chest to where she'd begun. She scooted her body back just enough so that her head was just above his pecks. She gently took one of his nipples between her teeth, and then sucked on it softly, occasionally moving her tongue over it, or kissing in circles all around it. Sawyer groaned.

"Hey. That's not fair. I get to do to you what ever you do to me!" he said to her.

"Okay." Kate replied with an evil grin.

Sawyer sighed, "Oh no."

"Oh yes." kate said. Then suddenly she began moving her body in ways that made Sawyer's eyes bulge, and his breathing quicken. With a grace like none he'd ever seen before, Kate rolled her body over his, touching each part together in turn. First her chest softly brushed against his, then her abdomen, then her belly button, then her pelvis. Then her hips lowered and just rubbed against him. This made him react just as she'd thought he would, and it made her smile, knowing that she was going to drive him crazy before the night was over.

Then it started again. Her body rolled over his, but with a little more pressure this time. Then again, with more pressure. Then again, with more. Soon Kate was putting all of her weight into stoking his body with hers, and especially concentrating on below the waist. Sawyer groaned again. When Kate finally looked down to examine her work, her eyes widened and she smiled up at Sawyer, quite pleased with herself.

Sawyer was breathing hard, and couldn't believe he'd let it get this far with her in control again. He couldn't stand it any longer and had to get his revenge. He was going to make her beg. He rolled her over so now he was on top, and smiled in satisfaction. Kate's eyes widened and she giggled, trying to wiggle away, but soon he had her pinned beneath him and was not going to be merciful just like she hadn't been. Sawyer even used her own technique against her, though not as gracefully, just as effectively. He nudged himself against her time and again, harder and harder. She moaned, and stuggled to make him finish what he was starting. But this was only the beginning .

He teased her for several minutes in that way before switching to something more his own style. He parted her legs (which she'd squeezed together in an attempt to make him stop teasing her) gently with one knee, and slid into her. But only about an inch, and then pulled away. She tried to move with him so he'd keep going, but he would have none of it. Again he did this, making her moan with need. And again, and again, and again he teased her.

Then suddenly with one hard fast thrust he entered her completely. Kate gasped in shock and desire as tears of joy and pain and relief stung at the corners of her eyes. More slowly this time, Sawyer pulled completely out. And then thrust again, just as hard and fast. Kate gasped again. Then he thrust again, harder, faster. Now the tears were streaming down the sides of her face, and she clung to Sawyer with all of her strength, whimpering as she buried her face in his shoulder. Again he thrust, harder, faster, than ever before. kate bit her lip in order not to cry out in ecstacy and pain. Again, and again, and again, he moved into her. Always coming out slowly, and making her gasp on the way in.

Kate was on the brink of letting go. Letting go of everything. Of knowing where or who she was, of understanding, of caring about anything but here and now. And finally, Sawyer brought her over the edge of that cliff. She no longer thought or cared about anything, accept him and her, right here, right now, this moment was all that mattered. And time. Slowed. Down.

Each thrust send a thousand knives racing through her body, with a million kinds of pleasure right behind them. Over and over. Time moved. Sawyer and Kate moved. Over and over. Pain and pleasure, pleasure and pain. Desire, need, ecstacy, confidence, craving, rapture and yearning. It seemed to go on forever. Until Kate could take it no more.

With a stifled scream, Kate bit down on Sawyer's shoulder as he came with a cry. No woman had ever bitten him before, and it was surprisingly enticing. Then with a cry of her own, Kate arched her back, lifting herself off of the bed, sweet weakness bursting through her body, she bit down harder drawing blood from Sawyer's shoulder. The moment lasting forever, then ending too soon Kate collapsed backward onto the bed, her breathing ragged and her blood rushinig through her veins. Sawyer collapsed almost on top of her, but didn't want to further make it harder for her to breath, so he pushed himself to the side at the last instant, rolling off of her.

Kate trembled with remembered ecstacy as she tried to catch her breath. She rolled to her side and looked at Sawyer laying on his back breathing nearly as hard as her. He swallowed and turned his head towards her smiling. Scooting closer to him she leaned in and kissed him deeply, thankfully.

"That was..."she shook her head with disbelief.

"Incredible." Sawyer finished for her.

"I almost...can't believe it was...actually...that...that..."

"Incredible." he laughed and kissed her again. "Well, we'll just have to see what we can do about making you believe."