Thanks for the great support to this story. This chapter has a bit of plot development, but mostly these two were little horn dogs.
Disclaimer: The Plum universe belongs to JE.
"Fuck." I groaned when I slipped inside her wet heat. Bare, I dragged out before thrusting back inside again. It's unbelievable how perfectly we fit together.
"Oohhmmmm..." She moaned and her eyes darkened as she wrapped herself around me.
This was going to be quick, but even quickies with Babe are scorching hot. "Tonight." I mumbled as I crashed my lips against hers and started a comfortable rhythm. Tonight would be nice and slow, because right now a powerful orgasm was our priority.
"Si." She mumbled back while simultaneously squeezing my dick with her internal muscles.
I claimed her lips again, kissing her very thoroughly as I picked up the pace. By the time we broke apart for air she was teetering on the edge and I was moving harder and faster inside her, groaning at the sight of her lost in utter pleasure beneath me. Her orgasm triggered mine and she buried her face against my throat to muffle her shout of release.
I flipped us so she could be on top as we worked on normalizing our breathing. Eventually we had to untangle ourselves and clean up.
While she finished fixing her mused hair, I stashed my weapons away. By the time she emerged from the bathroom I was already considering how fast I could steal her away during the retreat's activities.
"Ready?" I asked on a sigh, knowing that what I wanted to do to her required time we didn't have.
We exited the room together and followed the signs towards what looked like a large living room. I placed my hand at the small of her back, silently letting everyone know she was with me. Just because she's naked doesn't mean some asshole is going to get to ogle her. I know, I know. I can't help being overprotective of her.
Three other couples were already seated on cushions on the carpeted floor. Babe and I took our seats on the last pair of cushions, completing the circle. The couple right across from us was an older one. The man's dark hair was peppered with gray, just like his wife's. They reminded me of my parents. And that alone did the trick. I won't have to worry about a hard on in the middle of our group session.
The couple to our right was comprised of two men. One was hairy as hell and the other hairless. Go figure.
And last but not least, the Groffs were to our left.
I gave Mrs. Groff a polite smile before I leaned closer to whisper something to Nick. "You owe me." I said simply.
"I'm sorry." He said on a grimace, quickly adding that he didn't know about the nude requirement.
I almost felt sorry for him, because his wife was shooting daggers at him. Stephanie's told me that Elisa hates it when Nick requests for our services. He ruined what would have been a perfect weekend with my Babe. Sure, we're currently naked, but I can't do what I've got in mind right now. Not until we're behind closed doors. "I don't know how I'm going to be able to watch your back." Waving a hand over me to emphasize the naked part, I pointed out that there's no possible way of hiding my weapons in this state.
Groff visibly paled. "But you can do some of that hand-combatting shit, right?"
Almost. I almost felt sorry for him. I shrugged. "Concentrating is going to be difficult." Babe elbowed my side so I could ease up on Groff. Thankfully for him, the leader chose that moment to enter.
"All right." A man somewhere in his forties and fifties clapped his hands to get everyone's attention. "I'm Dr. Keith Menard." He started blabbing about his studies and what areas he's focused his work on. "How about a little ice breaker?" Dr. M asked us to introduce ourselves. "Say your name and something about yourself."
The older couple began. "I'm Pedro." The man began, "And my favorite color is green."
"My name is Amy and I love reading mystery novels."
Dr. M uttered something polite to them before moving his attention to the guys to our right.
"I'm Josh." The hairy one said he enjoyed golfing.
"I'm Sebastian and I'm crazy for beards." He leaned into the hairy one, smoothing his palm over his partner's beard.
"Beards are nice." Dr. M added as he focused his attention on us.
"My name is Stephanie. I love birthday cake." The confession got her several groans of agreement.
"Carlos." I shared that I'm of Cuban heritage.
Nick shared that he was wicked good with technology and his wife said she loved kids.
"Good." Dr. M clapped his hands together as he instructed us to stand. "Is anyone here a juggler?" He asked, moving towards a corner of the room to grab a blue duffle bag. When everyone shook their heads in the negative, he smiled. "Good." He gave Stephanie a tennis ball and told her to throw it to someone. The ball kept moving around until it reached me and I tossed it to the hairy guy.
We continued tossing the ball until Dr. M added more to the mix. The group started to miss collectively when the ball count reached eight.
"And you guys thought you weren't jugglers!" Dr. M told us while he walked around collecting tennis balls. "That's just the thing. When we work together we can get more done." He tossed the bag aside and clapped his hands together again. "Let's try a different exercise now." The doctor broke us up into two groups and made us face our partner. According to him we were going to play 'People to People'. He called out commands like 'left arm to right arm' and eliminated couples until only one was left: us.
"You two work very well together." The good doctor told us.
I shot Babe a sideways glance, because we sure do. We work great together.
S&R
Surprisingly, being naked around others became second nature by the time dinner rolled around. No one ogled anyone. And that was good, because otherwise I would have had to shoot someone if they stared at Babe inappropriately.
The food wasn't too great, but it wasn't bad either. Everyone helped with clean up and as soon as we were done, I was eager to drag Babe back to our room.
"Ranger!" Babe let out a startled, but hushed yelp when I slapped her temping ass and took her hand to lead the way.
"I had to focus on the older couple to keep from developing a hard on during that group thing." I confessed once we were behind closed doors. "I'm dying here." I muttered while simultaneously backing her towards the bed.
"Really?" She said on a husky laugh. "I saw you messing with Nick." She said I scared the poor guy.
"I can't feel apologetic." I said in between tiny kisses. "He ruined our plans."
"Our plans?" She teased, tumbling back when she hit the edge of the mattress.
"Babe." I joined her, pressing her into the mattress a tiny bit in the process.
"Fine." Her lips crashed against mine as her arms looped around my neck. "I've thought about this too." She confessed on a breathy sigh.
My lips left a trail of nipping kisses down her throat, past her chest and abdomen until I reached my destination. Breathing her in only intensified my desire and fueled my actions. Nudging her thighs apart to better accommodate myself between them, I winked at her. "I've wanted to do this all afternoon." Kissing the inside of her thighs was only the beginning, because my lips found her pussy soon after that.
The initial ministrations were long, soft laps of my tongue. I gathered her juices, savoring the moment and taste of her. I love eating her out. She's always so receptive, moaning and threading her fingers through my hair to keep me in place. I can honestly do this for hours, lapping, nipping, sucking and kissing her most intimate zone. Fuck. It drives me wild the way she moans and thrusts up against my mouth.
"Ohhmmm…." Her moans turned into breathy pants and her grip on my hair turned just this side of painful. But it didn't matter. I continued pleasuring her, knowing she was close. "Ranger…mmmm…Carlos…." One last flick of my tongue on her clit unleashed her orgasm and I was only too eager to lap up my reward.
As she worked on returning her breathing to normal, I took my time kissing my way back up her body.
"Mmm…" That soft purr told me she was nice and relaxed. She usually is after an orgasm. Her hands smooth across my chest before trailing down to curl her fingers around my erection. "Let me help you with that." She tapped on my shoulder, urging me to tumble back. Willingly, I complied.
"Ah, fuck." She's got a wicked mouth.