Thanks for the feedback, it is most welcomed. Neglected my uni work to complete this chapter, hope you enjoy it. Oh yeah, adult content ahead... consider yourself warned.
Wiping his hand over his face, Deacon stared back at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes flicked over his face looking for signs of sickness but he couldn't see any. Other than feeling tired more often it was easy for him to forget that his body was slowly destroying him, destroying any hope he has for a happy future. Screwing his face up in frustration, he angrily flicks off the bathroom light and storms to the kitchen to take another dose of the medication that allows him a flicker of hope.
Eyeing the front door suspiciously, he turns towards it as the noise coming from behind it continues. Glancing at the clock he slowly makes his way across the lounge room. It was way too late for social calls and in his experience nothing good came from unexpected visitors knocking on your door at 1 am. Opening the door with trepidation he stood there and stared at his visitor. Frantically blinking, he tried to get his brain to correct the image his eyes were insisting was in front of him.
He was still in shock as he felt soft lips upon his own. Pushing the owner of the lips away from him, he questioningly looked into the face that greeted him. Staring at the smirking face beaming back at him, he took a small step backwards trying to put a bit of distance between them. His brain was still trying to process what had happened. Closing his eyes and shaking his head, he tightens his grip on her arms as he slowly opens his eyes. The bemused look on her face did nothing to quell the uncertainty building in his stomach. He was struggling to comprehend what she was doing on his doorstep in the middle of the night. His eyes widen as she closed the distance he had created between them.
Her lips took possession of his as she gently pushed him slowly back into his house. Shutting the door behind them, she wrapped her arms around him bringing her body flush against his. Mirroring her movements Deacon wraps his arms around her, tightening his hold and gently squeezing her. Cupping the back of her head, he pulls back from her lips to stare into her eyes. Her eyes twinkled in amusement at his questioning look. Lowering her eyes she watches her fingers caressing his lips. Licking her own lips she slowly leans forward and nibbles along his jaw line. Deacon felt her hot breath on his lips before she claimed them as her own again.
Fisting his hands in her hair, he gave in to his desire and returned her passion filled kiss. Small moans of desire escaped them both. Roaming his hands over her back, he dips slightly to cup her arse. Lifting her slightly he brought her lips closer to him. Her arms lock around his neck and her fingers pull his hair. Groaning with desire he takes a few tentative steps towards the bedroom before slowly lowering her feet to the ground. Breaking their kiss, he draws in a deep breath, noticing that she was also breathing heavily. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers continue their journey downwards to play with the buttons on her shirt. Feeling her intense gaze on him, his fingers struggle to pop the buttons. Glancing up at her eyes, his breath catches in his throat. Her eyes darken with desire caress his face causing her to bite down on her bottom lip.
Bringing their lips crashing together again, Deacon deepens the kiss as he feels her fingers working their way up the inside of his t-shirt. Her fingers trace their way around his belly button before making their torturous way upwards. Her thumbs flick over his nipples, causing him to bite down on her tongue. Growling in frustration, she briefly breaks their kiss and angrily rips his t-shirt over his head and flings it behind her. Free to run her hands over his bare chest she marvels at the sight before her. His chest heaved as he struggled to catch his breath as he watched her watching her hands as they massaged their way across his torso. She attempted to control her breath as she embraced the feel of his skin under her fingers. The warmth of it radiated up into her and raced through her body. Her eyes relayed the images to her brain, but she was still struggling to believe that she was standing here touching him. She was unaware that she had bitten down on her lip until she heard him grunt in desire while pulling her more firmly against him. Releasing her tortured lip she closed the distance between them, giving in to her desire. Her lips worked their way down his neck and across his collar bone. Breathing heavily she halted her assault on his skin as she hovered above his nipple.
He could feel her hot breath on his skin as she nibbled her way across his chest. Leaving a trail of fire on his skin, he convulsed as he felt her tongue dart out to trace around his nipple before her lips closed over it, gently sucking it. His hips thrust against hers as his fingers gripped more firmly onto them. Releasing her grip on his skin, she looked up at him. Her eyes widen with want as his thumb stroked over her swollen lips. Her tongue snaked out to caress his thumb before drawing it into her mouth. She heard him groan her name before he pulled her lips back up to his. Her fingers struggle to grip his back as she pushes her torso firmly against him. Groaning with frustration at the barrier between them, she needed to feel her skin against his.
Sucking in a breath, she welcomes the feel of his fingers teasing a path upon her skin. Pushing her shirt off her shoulder, Deacon hugs her to him. They both sigh with relief as their naked skin comes into contact. Nuzzling his nose into her hair he breathes in deeply the scent of her. Alternating between teasing kisses and gentle bites, he makes his way along her throat. His large hands cup her shoulder blades as he moves her chest closer to his demanding mouth. Hearing her breathlessly moan his name, he bites firmly down on her skin. Soothing her marked skin with his tongue, he loosens his grip on her.
Whimpering with unbridled desire as Deacon traced his fingers over the lacy edge of her bra she hooks her leg over his hip in an attempt to bring him closer to her. His tongue has replaced his fingers along the edge of her bra causing her to struggle to breath. His kissed his way down to her lacy covered breasts. Palming her left breast in his large hand, he teased her right breast with his teeth. His assault on her breasts caused her nipples pucker and become painfully sensitive. Drawing the right nub into his mouth he sucked it until it was unbearably erect before focusing on her left breast. Throwing her head back, her breath caught as he bit down on her breast. She feverishly moaned out his name as she frantically tried to get enough oxygen into her lungs. Deep within her mind, she notes that he had finally managed to unsnap her bra but the feel of his warm hands on her naked breasts forces any further thought out of her mind. She unknowingly curses out loud as he kneads her breast. Now uninhibited by material, the sensation of his lips on her naked breast cause her knees to give way. Wrapping his strong arms around her to prevent her from falling, she feels him laugh against her skin as she struggles to regain her grip on him.
Reaching down she threads her fingers through his hair. Resting his chin between her breasts, he gazes reverently up at her. Licking her lips as she traces the contours of his face, she slowly drags him upwards so that their lips can meet again. Breathing in the scent of him, she draws him closer into her embrace. Wrapping her arms tightly around him her tongue plunders his mouth. Swallowing her mews of desire with his lips, he walks her backwards until the doorframe stops them. Pushing firmly into her she can feel his arousal against her stomach. Growling against her neck, he reaches down to grip her thighs and lift her against the wall. Wrapping her legs firmly around his waist, her hips thrust against his denim jeans. Her arms lock around his back, panting with need she feels his lips begin a fresh assault on the sweet spot where her jaw meets her neck. The feel of his sparse chest hair teasing her breasts sends shockwaves through her body releasing a warm wave of desire through her.
His arms cup her butt as he stumbles into the bedroom, her legs are locked around his waist as she uses the extra height this position gives her, to deepen the kiss. She frantically grasps at his back, wanting to sink further into him but frustrated by the barriers still between them. As his legs hit the edge of the bed he releases her lips and looks into her eyes. Reflected back at him, her eyes are aflame with a burning hunger for him. Unlocking her legs she slowly lowers them to the ground never breaking eye contact with him. She tenderly kisses him while her fingers unbutton his jeans. She pushes them down as far as she could, and allows gravity to do the rest of the work. Her eyes sought his again before she snaked her hand into his boxer shorts. She wrapped her hand around his erection and begins caressing him. Her lips nibbled along his jaw as she felt his hot breath on her ear. Smiling against his neck she raked her teeth along his skin before soothing it with her tongue. Upon hearing his breath becoming frantic as the result of ministrations, causes a pooling of warmth deep within her. She bits down on his neck as he begins thrusting against her hand. Her moans against his skin reverberated through his body as his hands grasped the hem of her skirt.
His fingers danced their way up her thighs until they encountered the material of her underwear. Growling at the obstacle, he threaded his fingers under the elastic and worked his way around until he found her pool of warmth. His fingers teased her bundle of nerves. Her fingers gripped him tightly while her breath exploded out of lungs. A wave of desire flooded over her, cumulating in a wash of moisture at the junction of her legs. Opening her legs further to allow him greater access, she releases her grip on him. Pulling his hair, he grimaces slightly at the pain, but quickly forgets as her tongue demands entrance to his mouth.
Her hips push against his fingers, as they trace around her entrance never settling in one spot. Her face is flushed with desire and her breath is erratic while her mouth is frantically seeking the release his fingers refuse to give her. Sliding one finger into her hot centre, he chuckles to himself as her breath catches in her throat. Simultaneously he slides another finger in while his thumb grounds against her nub of nerves. Grounding against him, she throws her leg around his hip in an effort to get him closer. Her foot, working in conjunction with her hips, pushes against his arse as she attempts to bring some relief to the burning fire his fingers are inflicting on her. She can feel the bubble of relief building in her as his fingers continue to work magic on her. Her eyes close as she throws her head back and prepares to welcome the delicious waves of euphoria that would soon wash over her. She could feel the sparks of relief slowly building in her. It was caressing and teasing her never quite reaching the pinnacle she longed for. She licked her lips in anticipation of it, she longed for it to gradually crest before crashing through her. He watched as her body flushed with desire, watched as she seeks a release against the building pressure. Gritting his teeth against his own desire, he allowed his fingers to continue to pump deep within her, but he gradually lessened the pressure bringing her back from the edge.
Growling loudly as she feels her beckoning release dissipating, she opens her eyes to glare at him. The smug on his face combined with her growing frustration causes her to push him. He lands on the bed with a look of disbelief. Looking up at her, he marvels in the knowledge that he was the one who caused her to look so unhinged. Licking his lips his eyes roamed over her. Her chest was heaving as she struggled to breath. Locking eyes with him, she stepped out of her skirt and underwear and stood in front of his prone body. Walking her fingers up his legs, she slowly removed his boxer shorts. Standing between his legs she admired the site before her. Crawling onto the bed, she straddled him hovering over him on all fours. Their eyes were alight with want as she bent down to gently kiss him. Reaching up he pulled her down onto him. Sighing together they basked in the feel of their skin touching uninhibited. His hands travelled over her body, touching as much of her skin as he could.
She sighed against his lips at every touch of his hands on her body. Rolling them he looked down on her as he pressed his body against her. Groaning in pleasure at the weight of him against her, she ran her fingers over his face, still not quite believing that she was here with him. Capturing his lips again, she sought to express her delight to him while opening her legs to cradle him against her. Their lips conducted a conversation of their own as their hands greedily touched each others body. The only sound permeating in the room was the sound of their harsh breathing as their pulses raced in anticipation. Rolling to the side removing the weight of him off her, Deacon smiled at her whimper of disappointment. His fingers played with her swollen lips, as she opened her eyes to watch him. He peppered her face with kisses so gentle she thought her heart would burst.
Hugging her tightly to him, he squeezed her tightly as he deeply breathed her scent in. She ran her hands up his back, comforting him as she felt him lessen his grip on her. Pulling back she sought his lips out again, letting him know that it was alright, she felt exactly as he did. Cupping his butt she brought him flush against her, removing any space between them. Pulling his bottom lip into her mouth, she sucked on it until she heard him moan and grip her tightly. Rubbing her legs together in frustration, she could feel her desire careening through her.
Lifting her leg over his hip, she brought her centre in contact with his erection. Moaning at the pressure of him pressed against her, her hips began to thrust against him. His warm hands found her breasts and proceeded to kneed them until she was gasping for breath again. Throwing her head back exposing her neck to him, she pulled her leg higher on his hip and applied pressure bringing more pressure down on her sensitive centre. Kissing her throat he slowly made his way downwards. His stubble creating a wonderful friction against her enflamed skin as she moaned deeply and thrust her hips against him. He brought his lips to her breasts and sucked gently on the sensitive nubs before biting down causing her to loudly curse out his name. His hips pushed deeper against her insistent thrusts. Seizing her lips, he swallowed her groans as his fingers made their way down her body.
Growling in frustration against his lips, her hips jerked against his hand as his fingers caressed her folds. The ball of his palm applied pressure against her as he teased her entrance. A wave of warmth flowed through her as he inserted a finger into her. Panting against his lips, her warm breath caressed his lips as she opened her eyes to look deeply into his. He could feel her arousal pooling as he inserted a second finger and used his thumb to tease her nucleus of nerves. She frantically thrust against his hand. Seeking more pressure from him she lifted her leg higher on his hip, gripping him tightly with her knee. Whimpering and breathing rapidly through her open mouth, she kept her eyes on him as she felt her body flush with desire. Her eyes pleaded with him to give her the release she so desired. Removing his fingers from her, he cupped the back of her head, fisting his hand in her hair violently as he brought his lips crashing down on hers. She groaned at the feeling of being consumed by him. His tongue pillaged her mouth as his hand gripped her thigh tightly while his hips thrust forcibly against her sensitive centre.
Moaning deeply against his lips as she felt his erection tease her entrance, she gasped as he slowly slid into her. Holding their breath they basked in the sensation. Their hips remained stationary as their lips expressed their feelings. Releasing his lips she pulled back to look at his face. Running her fingers over his familiar features, she was alarmed when he opened his eyes and she saw tears.
Kissing her quickly, he whispered against her lips, "I thought I would never feel this again. I thought it was lost to me." Tears were slowly careening down his face, "I thought I had lost you forever, Ray."
Blinking back her own tears, she frantically sought to reassure him "Deacon, I promise I will never leave you again. I am forever yours," she kisses him gently, "and you are mine." Their kisses sealed their heart felt words as their arms wrapped around each other. Slowly they opened their eyes to reconfirm the words with a look of love reflected back at each other.
Their hips slowly began to move together and their breathing became more ragged. Their eyes remained locked on each other, their hands caresses each other bodies while their hips danced in time. Biting her lip, Rayna could feel the pressure building slowly in her as Deacon's hips thrust forcibly against her. Grinding himself against her, she could feel shooting sparks of electricity exploding through her while his eyes held her tightly to him. Her fingers uselessly gripped at his back as she started panting out his name, his fingers pressed against her core as he slammed his hips against her. Her toes curled under as her knee grasped against his side as she welcomed the beckoning explosion. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her lungs exploded and she screamed out his name.
Her hips made small involuntary thrusts against him as she sought to extend her release. Blinking open her eyes, her fingers sought out his face. Tracing his face with her fingers she hunted confirmation that she wasn't dreaming. Toying with his lips, she replaced her fingers with her lips and let her lips speak of the depth of her love for him. Deacon's fingers gripped her hips as he slowly grounded his hips against her seeking his own release. His tongue mirrored the action of his hips. Grunting as his movements became more frantic he chanted her name as he felt a tightening in his groin. Rayna's overly sensitive centre began pulsing in desire again, as she began grinding her hips against Deacon's. His thrusting lost all rhythm as rode the crest of the wave to the top, crashing down the other side in pure ecstasy. He clawed at her thigh resting high on his hip, gripping it firmly as his hips continue thrusting into her. She rubbed her breasts against him as she felt a second release rumbling to the surface. Small explosions burst within her as they both wrapped their arms around each other, riding the waves out together.
Their warm breath mingled as their lips continue to say what words couldn't. Deacon's fingers traced her features, committing her face to his memory. Her eyes watched him as he softly touched her face in reverence. His eyes showed that he still didn't believe that she was in his bed, that she wasn't going any where. Rayna's heart broke knowing that she was the one who caused that doubt to be there. She knew deep in her heart that she had never left him, even when she wasn't by his side her heart always belonged to him. However her actions didn't always match what her heart wanted.
Smiling gently at Deacon, she gave him a tender kiss before lacing her fingers with his. Bringing his hand to her lips, she kissed the back of it before turning it over and placing a kiss onto the centre of his palm. Her warm lips tenderly planted a kiss expressing all her love for the man lying next to her. Looking up into his blue eyes she whispers, "I am never leaving you Deacon. I love you…So much that it hurts sometimes" Kissing his palm again, she brings it down to rest over her heart. Snuggling closer to him so that his hand is trapped between their bodies, she wraps her arm around his waist bringing him flush against her. Sighing with contention, she nuzzles her face against his chest closing her eyes as she embraces the feeling of being home. He wraps a leg over her drawing her closer and brings his other hand up to smooth down over her head. Deacon breathes in deeply as he feels sleep closing in on him. With a soft smile on his face, he kisses the top of Rayna's head as he allows the feeling of home wash over him.
Phew! You made it, sorry about the length of the chapter. Hope you enjoyed it, I was a bit unsure about how strong to make the adult content hopefully I got it right! Up next, the morning after!