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Chapter 151: To the Brink
"In love there are two things – bodies and words." – Joyce Carol Oates
"Love: that's self-love à deux." – Madame de Staël
"I like men to behave like men – strong and childish." – Françoise Sagan
"Is that a gun in your pocked, or are you just glad to see me?" – Mae West
"I like a man that takes his time." – Mae West
"Wow," Vaughn replied as the credits rolled. He chuckled, "Did you see that? Introducing Julia Roberts?"
Sydney smirked, "Yeah, I laughed my ass off in the theater…Francie and I went…girls night out…"
"That was really good…I liked it…"
"Good," Sydney said, looking up at him, "I thought you'd like it."
"Didn't see that coming at all…"
"No, they do a good job."
"You can do that you know…"
"What?" Sydney asked.
"Have a girls night out or whatever…I'm ok…I can be alone…"
"You could have a boys night in…"
Vaughn smiled, "We could…but I can be alone too…"
"We'll see…" Sydney said smiling, "We should think about dinner…you hungry?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Well for now, it's just us…we didn't have a big lunch…should I throw a couple steaks on the grill? We can eat outside?"
"What would be heavenly," Vaughn said with a smile.
"Ok, I'll go get the grill started, then come back and get you…k?"
"Yeah, sounds great."
Sydney kissed him quickly and then grabbed the steaks out of the freezer and went to start the grill. She came back in once it was going and ran back to the bedroom, "You want potatoes?"
"Sure, if you wanna make 'em…"
She smiled, "I'll make them."
She whisked back out and got the potatoes started on the grill and then walked back for Vaughn.
"K, ready?"
"Yup," he said reaching his hand out to her.
She grabbed his hand and helped him stand and they walked out to the patio. She deposited him in the lawn chair and checked the grill, then went back into the house to get the steaks.
The phone rang just as she was ready to walk the steaks out to the grill.
"Hello?"
"Hey Syd…"
"Hi Will, what's up?"
"Francie and I are going to be late…like really late…catering thing…clean up – NOT fun…but I'm required…"
Sydney giggled, "Ok, we'll see you later then."
"Ok, I'm sure you'll have more fun then me…"
"I'm sure Will…"
"Later," Will said.
"Bye," Sydney replied.
She put the phone down and walked back to the grill, "Francie and Will are gonna be late…really late…"
"Ok," Vaughn said, "That means we're all alone…got the whole place to ourselves…"
Sydney turned to him, pointing with the grill tongs, "Is your mind in the gutter again?"
"Isn't yours?" he asked cheekily.
She smiled and turned back to the grill, "Well…you ARE in the lawn chair…"
He smiled, "Wonderful things have happened in this very chair – I mean I beat your dad sitting right here."
She turned to him, "Keep that up, and you'll be wearing this steak sitting right there."
"Just saying…"
Sydney put the steaks on the grill and then went back to sit next to Vaughn on the chair, "Well…we got awhile before everything is ready…no Will…no Francie…whatever shall we do?"
Vaughn smiled as he wrapped his arm around her, "Mmm…can't imagine…"
She buried her head in his neck and breathed fiery air over the area as she moved her lips along his jugular. She darted her tongue out and traced the vein and then nipped gently.
"Mmm…" was the only response she harvested from him, but when she stopped to look at him, his eyes were closed and she could see the bulge starting to rise in his pants.
She continued her assault, moving closer to his Adam's apple, while her hand started to snake down his chest. She moved slowly across the soft material, snagging along the buttons and making him squirm when he soon realized where her hand was going to be traveling.
She smiled against him, her lips hot and moist as they moved along his flushed skin. Her hand found it's way to the coarse material of his jeans, her hand running over the top, her nail raking over the silver button, making an almost inaudible grating noise.
She moved her hand down the seam of his jeans, slowly adding pressure as his moans started to increase. She kept the top half of him distracted with her mouth, her tongue now back near his ear, having retraced the pattern she just made. She breathed deeply in his ear; the sensation and heat making him shiver and buck into her waiting hand. She cupped him through the jeans, snaking her hand to the seam of the pants and gripping tighter, causing more of his cock to push against the confining material.
He suddenly realized that he didn't want to be the only one being slowly driven insane. He moved his hand from where is was gripping her hip to the place where her shirt met her own jeans. Stealthily, he wormed his hand between the two articles and before she knew what hit her, his hand was tightly grabbing and kneading her ass.
She stopped and looked up at him smiling, "Had to join in the fun teasing, huh?"
"Most definitely," he said almost breathlessly, "That food is gonna be done long before you're done teasing me…I just wanna make sure you're as wet as I am hard when we eat…"
She grinned evilly, and gripped him hard, making him arch off the chair and unconsciously tighten his own grip on her ass. She moaned into his neck as the sensation washed over her and he smiled victoriously.
"Turn," he said in a commanding voice as he removed his hand from her pants.
She smiled and complied, letting him out of her grip and turned in his embrace so that she was laying similarly to the way he was, her body at more of an angle than his since it was half resting on him.
He snaked his hand down the front of her shirt, cupping and squeezing her right breast on his way down, and made his way to the top of her pants. Once he reached this point, he gently traced along the front of the jeans with one finger before suddenly worming his hand into her pants again. However, this time, his hand had better access to an even better spot.
He worked his hand under her underwear, and delved into the patch of curls, ruffling his fingers through them on his way to something even sweeter.
His breath hitched slightly as he started to feel how wet she was already. She pushed forward onto his hand, causing his finger to brush against her clit. She let out a long drawn out moan, as he rubbed the pad of his pointer finger into her clit in circles before taking and rolling it between his pointer and thumb.
She bucked against his hand and he tightened his grip. Her body jerked at the contact, pushing in both directions, to get more contact with him and more contact with his hand.
He smiled at her reaction and licked up the back of her neck, from the point where her shirt ended all the way to her hairline. She pushed her head back and he brought his upward so that her head was on his shoulder, his able to get a better view of what his hand was doing.
He brought his hand down further; keeping his thumb pressed against her clit and pressed two fingers inside her wet depths. She moaned loudly, her face crinkled in pleasure, her wetness dripping onto his fingers, coating them thoroughly.
She was panting breathily, so close to release as he kept up his motions, thrusting his fingers in and out of her, his thumb incessant on her clit. He watched her closely, waiting for signs of imminent release, and at the first sign, he abruptly pulled his fingers out of her, and removed his hand from her pants.
She looked at him wildly when she realized he'd stopped, "Vaughn…wha?" she asked, desperate for breath.
He pressed a kiss to her temple, then to her cheek, his hand, still wet with her juices resting on top of the button of her jeans, "So, you think the steak is ready?" he asked nonchalantly, as though his fingers weren't still coated in her essence.
She craned her neck to look at him, "You bastard…" she said shaking her head and rising from the chair shakily.
He grinned like a fool and brought his fingers to his mouth, slowly licking her moisture from them, "Just returning the favor dear," he said happily.
She grinned back at him, "That was pretty good…" she admitted, checking the grill.
"Thank you, I thought so…" he replied proudly.
She turned off the grill and started to put the steak and potatoes on plates. She disappeared in the house and got drinks and then still smiling and shaking her head, brought him his plate.
She set the plate on his lap and sat on the ground next to him. She happily began to cut her steak and potatoes and then commenced eating. She looked up at him with barely contained laughter, "What?" she asked innocently.
He grinned, "Ok, you win…I'm a bastard…can you please cut this for me?"
She smiled triumphantly, "Well…since you asked so nicely…" she grabbed the plate and gave him a sly smile, cutting the meat and potatoes for him.
She handed it back to him and he accepted it gratefully, "Thank you."
"You're welcome…" she smiled victoriously.
"You're gonna get me back, aren't you?"
"You bet your bastard ass I am," Sydney said quickly and shortly.
Vaughn smirked, "I'm in trouble…"
"Yup," she replied as she took another bite of her meal. She smiled sweetly and cut up another piece of the meat for him.
They both finished eating and Sydney took the plates back to the kitchen. She checked the grill and came back to him…
