Disclaimor: The Author understands that all chracters used in this story are not owned by her, but by CBS annd jerry Bruckheimer.
It was four a.m. when they stumbled into the apartment, laughing and taking their clothes off as they moved towards the bedroom.
His shoes, her jacket, his tie, her boots, his button up shirt down to her skirt being tossed towards the pile and his pants. Somewhere along the hallway he lifted her up and pressed her against the wall to kiss her deeply. Her small frame held by his strong arms with his tanned skin against her alabaster complexion.
Pushing back, she led them down the hallway another four steps. She smiled at him and kissed him deeply, her mouth exploring his.
He broke the kiss and brushed her long hair back over her shoulder. As he kissed his way from her collarbone to her neck, her moans grew louder. She gasped as he licked, bit and kissed sensitive spot near her ear and she ground her hips to his in response. He pushed her against the wall, one hand moving from her hips to her chest and the other to cup her butt. Picking her up, he pushed his hips against hers and bit her neck aggressively.
"Take me to bed," she said seductively, wrapping her legs around his waist.
He complied as he walked them to the bed and lay her down. She pulled the waistband of his boxers to bring him on top of her. Leaning on his elbow, he smiled as she freed the clasp on her bra. Raising one eyebrow, she bit her lip and dropped the black, lacy garment on the floor.
They smiled at each other and he thanked whatever God who had allowed him the privilege to see this silliness in her.
Chuckling, he captured her soft lips with his own full ones, pushing his tongue into her mouth and sliding her panties off with one hand.
"Please," she said softly as he brushed his hand up her thigh to her stomach.
It was a warm night but the bedroom felt cool with the soft wind blowing the drapes softly. The outside street was quiet except for the Latin beat playing quietly. With a full moon in the air, the room was lit well enough for the pair to appreciate every curve, and move of the other's body.
TBC...
