Dislaimer: I don't own Bones. Let's face it Hart Hanson and Fox wouldn't put this much smut on TV. It'd be on the playboy channel LOL
ArielBrennan: Humm guess I wrote the angry sex wrong if it was funny LOL. Yeah I thought it was time that the victim got one in on the attacker ). Ha, I tried to write them like brothers which I guess they are...brothers in arms.
Becksbones: Ha there's not much smut I don't like either except when they're mad at each other =/. Ha boobie paper was fun to try to find on the internet.
Angelbach: Like I told AB I thought it was about time the victim got even! I really need to post those links in my blog, I have an ocelot growling in there somewhere. =( unfortunately packing is taking way too much time bleh.
GeorgieNZ: Hmmm not really sunburn but was the best way to describe what happens. I'm sorry to hear about your sunburn =( Having fair skin myself I only have to think about the sun and I get burnt.
Jenheir1: That whole pistachio thing came because my husband loves them and I find pistachio shells EVERYWHERE and I've considered doing something similar to him at times lol Yeah, I had him write it off like that because I didn't want him to be quite ready to admit it yet. My husband threw a fit when he read that LOL.
Yenyen76: Yeah Rickets was dumb and got what he deserved. Man I have a large evil streak.
Nertoool54: Who doesn't love pjs and fuzzy socks? They're almost as comforting as chocolate. I thought it was time for Michelle to get control of at least one situation since she hasn't quite got control over the previous one.
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Chapter 39 – Surprise!
He didn't know how long he lay there just holding her but he did see the sun start to sink before she moved. Even then all she did was roll over and grab his arm to use as a pillow. He chuckled quietly at her grabbiness while she slept. He heard her phone beep but ignored it. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he laid his head on her back and breathed deeply.
He could feel the anger boiling below the surface but pushed it down. Rickets was going to pay and she had beat the crap out of him. He let a slow smile spread across his face. She whimpered in her sleep and clutched the sheets. He held his breath hoping it wasn't a nightmare. A moment later, she was scrabbling around on the bed fighting.
He let go of her and ran a soothing hand down her back. She shot to her knees and almost slammed into his head as she sat up. She was panting and had a wild eyed stare. He ran a hand down her back and spoke soothingly. Her eyes shot around and he winced. He knew those dreams, he had them. It takes a few minutes to realize that you were here and not there. When she looked over at him, he smiled softly at her and continued running his hand down her back.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," she whispered.
"I never went to sleep," he told her quietly. She rubbed her hands down her face and let out a breath. Her stomach rumbled and he laughed lightly.
"Hungry?" He asked, his hand stopping at the bottom of her back and moved around to her hip.
She scrubbed her hand through her hair and nodded. He looked up and saw her hair sticking up in every direction. Reaching up, he smoothed her hair down.
"So when do I get my surprise?" He asked her with a charming smile. She pursed her lips and looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"You weren't a good boy so I'm not sure I should give it to you. But it will suck for me if I don't give it to you," she said thoughtfully. He wiggled towards her and put his head on her knees.
"Please," he said with a smile. She frowned at him and sucked on her teeth for a minute.
"On one hand you were a complete dick, on the other you let me beat the hell out of Rickets," she mused out loud. He waited patiently as she weighed the pros and cons.
"Okay, okay, I'll see if Tanya will bring it over for me," she muttered, picking up her phone.
Legates watched her text, heard a reply then watched as she answered the reply. She looked up at him and grinned evilly.
"She's bringing it and my hot sauce. So, how about we take our burgers and wait for her in the lounge," Michelle suggested.
Legates shrugged and rolled off the other side of the bed. He pulled on his clothes that Techie had dropped on the floor and walked over to the refrigerator. Pulling out the burgers, he set them to the side and pulled down a couple of plates. After putting hers with her fries on the plate, he stuck it in the microwave.
She grumbled as she walked into the bathroom carrying a brush and ponytail holder. She came out a moment later with her hair in a braided bun. She picked her clothes, from earlier that day, up off the floor, emptied the pockets on the bed then carried the clothes to the trashcan. Dropping them in, she turned around and found Legates staring at her.
"What?" She asked, crossing her arms and leaning her weight onto one hip.
"Nothing, I just can't believe I saw a woman throw away clothes? I mean don't you guys horde that sort of stuff?" He asked, pulling her burger out of the microwave and returning it to the Styrofoam container to keep it warm. He stuck his burger and fries in the microwave and started it heating.
"I throw clothes away most especially when I don't like them," she said, scowling. He nodded and opened the refrigerator door and dug around. Pulling out a Coke and a Pepsi, he set them to the side.
"So, you plan on running around in your pajamas?" He asked, with a grin plastered on his face.
"At least until Tanya gets here," Michelle mumbled, eyeballing her container.
He watched her contemplate whether she wanted to wait for her hot sauce or not. He grinned at her and shook his head.
"Come on," he said, handing her the container with her burger and her Pepsi. She took both then stopped before they reached the door.
"Do you have an afghan or blanket or something?" She asked, looking around.
"Uh yeah," he said, setting his stuff back down on the counter.
He walked to his closet and opened the door. Michelle stood hoping against hope that he wasn't going to pull down some god awful army blanket. She wasn't surprised by the wolf tapestry throw he pulled down and tried not to grin. He flung it over her shoulder and picked his food back up. Walking to the door, she opened it and held it open for him with her hip.
As they moved down the hallway he saw TDY written on the dry erase board on Romero and Jones door. He wondered if they were ever here. Michelle had spotted the letters and shot a questioning look at Legates.
"TDY?" She finally asked when he just grinned but said nothing.
"Temporary Duty. Means they're temporarily stationed somewhere else," he answered.
She scrunched her face and shook her head. Leave it to the military to make weird acronyms. She followed Legates down the steps and into the lounge. She froze in her tracks when she saw Rickets still lying in the floor. Legates walked around the man lying on the floor and gave no indication that he'd even seen the man. Michelle on the other hand took a direct route and walked over the man, making sure to bounce on his back as she stepped on him.
Legates shook his head and patted the seat beside him. She sat down, set her food down then stood up to pull the blanket off her shoulder. Sitting back down, she curled her legs up underneath her and pulled the blanket over them. She noticed the room had gotten quiet and turned to look at the men seated around the couch. They either looked away or flinched when she looked at them. Sighing, she rolled onto her hip and pulled the blanket up over her shoulder and laid her head on Legates shoulder.
She ignored the TV. They were watching hockey and she had no interest in it. Legates looked down and saw Michelle staring off into space. Flipping open his container, he pulled out a sweet potato fry and held it up to her mouth. She took a bite without even blinking. She chewed and swallowed then grunted.
"Too sweet. Fries should be salty not sweet," she muttered. He chuckled and went back to eating his fries.
Five minutes later, Tanya opened the door to the dorms and paused. She wasn't sure where she was supposed to be going and Michelle wasn't answering any texts. Tanya walked to the lounge door and stopped. She figured someone there might be able to help. She stopped when she saw Michelle curled up on the couch staring into space.
Legates glanced up at the door when Tanya appeared. He waved her over to where they were sitting. She walked over the man lying in the middle of the floor. He grunted when she stepped in the middle of his back.
"If you didn't want to be stepped on you shouldn't lay in the middle of the floor," she rebuked Rickets. Michelle snickered and shook her head. Tanya set a bag down in front of Michelle on the floor.
"I packed clothes and various other assorted things you might need. Oh and I picked up something for your gift that you forgot to get," Tanya said with a smirk.
Legates head turned to look at her then he leaned around trying to get at the bag. Tanya blocked his arm with her hip and snickered.
"Oh no, big boy. That is for later," she said then paused, "or maybe much later," she finished in a low tone. Michelle snorted and reached down for her bag. Unzipping the bag, she looked in and burst into laughter.
"Seriously? I can't believe you did that," she giggled, as she dug around for her hot sauce.
Legates tried to reach his hand into the bag and Michelle swatted at it. Finding her hot sauce, she pulled it out with a smirk. Techie's eyebrows shot up at the size of the bottle.
"That thing is teeny," he said.
"Yeah, but it doesn't take much so it lasts forever," Michelle told him.
"Did you pack her some mouth wash," Legates asked, poking through the bag in Michelle's lap. Michelle swatted his hand and zipped it closed.
"No, but I did pack her a toothbrush," Tanya said, laughing.
"She has a toothbrush here. Mouthwash would be quicker," he muttered.
"Yeah, guess I'll have to get some to keep here. You might get blisters from this stuff," Michelle smirked. Legates shook his head and plucked the bag from Michelle's lap and put it on the floor near her feet.
"Eat woman," he directed.
Michelle blinked at him in an overly innocent fashion. He snorted and pointed to her container. She laughed and picked up her container of food.
"Why are the big tough Army guys sitting over there?" Tanya asked, pointing at the group of men on the other side of the room.
"Michelle skeert them," Legates said, smirking at the guys.
Tanya laughed and looked at them then at Michelle who just blinked slowly at her. Shrugging, Michelle went back to eating.
"Hey, we sat here and watched her do that," Addison pointed at Rickets, "to Rickets. You think we're getting anywhere near her anytime soon. I think not."
Michelle turned and gave him a sad look then went back to eating her burger. She felt the shame rise up in her and had to swallow twice. Legates wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her in tight next to his body. He shot a glare at Addison then turned back to Tanya.
"Thank you for bringing her stuff over. She kinda threw her clothes away," Legates murmured.
"Can't blame her. If I were her, I'd have set them on fire in the trashcan," Tanya said. Her phone beeped and she looked at it.
"Okay, I have to get gone. I'll talk to you later," she said, pointing at Michelle, "and you have fun," she said, pointing at Legates.
Twiddling her fingers, she stepped on Rickets again, pausing to grind her foot into his spine as she passed. The guys winced as she put pressure on her heel and smirked as she twisted.
"See, that just proves women are evil," Wilson said, pointing at Tanya. She stopped looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"We're not evil. Ya'll are just chicken shits," she snarked before flouncing from the room.
Michelle smirked at as she spread the hot sauce from the plate to her burger and fries. Legates made a disbelieving face at the tiny amount on the plate.
"Read the warning on the bottle," she told him when she saw his look.
"Caution. Avoid contact with eyes and sensitive areas. Keep away from children and pets. Use responsibly," he read from the label. She smirked and took a bite of her burger.
"Can't be that hot," Addison said, getting up he walked over and stole a fry from her plate.
"I would-" she couldn't finish the sentence before he put it in his mouth. She started laughing as his pale skin flushed bright red.
"OH MY GOD!" He bellowed as he looked around for a drink. Michelle calmly held hers out to him. He chugged down half the bottle and his eyes were watering.
"Holy shit," he gasped, pulling his shirt over his head. The guys gasped at his back, he looked like he'd gotten instant sunburn on his back, shoulders, neck, and chest.
"Shower, I need a cold shower, now," Addison yelled as he ran from the room.
Michelle giggled as she continued to eat. The men turned to look at her and she just pushed her bite of cheeseburger into her cheek and smiled. She continued to eat and didn't notice Legates digging in her bag until he came up with a round candle shaped object wrapped in white paper with boobs printed all over it, he shook his head. He hoped it wasn't one of those hot wax sex candles. He remembered saying no pain.
"Is that boobie paper?" Goodman guffawed at the package Legates held in his hand.
Michelle glanced over at Legates and sighed. Shaking her head, she went back to eating. He took that as acceptance. Tearing the paper off, he stared down in confusion at the jar in his hand.
"What is it?" Techie asked, not taking his eyes off the screen.
"Cheesecake dip," Legates said. Techie's eyes shot to Michelle, went wide and he bellowed out his laughter. Legates shook his head and mumbled under his breath.
"Guess she found something better than bubble gum flavored fun," Techie remarked.
Michelle shot him a wink and continued eating. It took Legates about two point five seconds to comprehend. Standing up, he grabbed her bag and her other hand. He dragged her laughing from the room. As he was dragging her across the room, she dropped her burger. Whistles followed them out the door.
"Honey, you have to slow down. Not all of us have long legs," Michelle gasped as she tried to keep up with him. He stopped, frowned, threw her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and headed up the steps.
"Well, if you ever decide to leave the military you can always be a fireman," she snarked at his butt between steps. He chuckled and smacked her butt.
"Don't do that, Honey, or you'll break my nose with my bag," she muttered.
Leering, she stuck her hands in his back pockets and squeezed. He jumped slightly but continued up the steps. Yackley was coming down the steps and shook his head.
"Don't drop her," Yackley warned.
"I would never do that," Legates said, continuing up the steps.
"No, but you'd drag me down a flight," she mumbled against his back. He froze and looked over his shoulder.
"What?" He asked in a low almost panicky voice.
"Nothing," she said, giving him a light pinch to get him moving.
"Try again," he said quietly.
"If you insist. But I'll tell you when we're back in your room," she told him.
"Deal," he said then continued climbing.
He reached his floor, opened the door, and strode quickly down the hall. Michelle's hands continued to roam his backside.
"Fascinated with that particular part of my anatomy aren't you?" He asked her with a huge grin.
"Weeellll, there is a reason Angela gave you the nickname Sweetcheeks," she said, leering at his butt.
He huffed out a laugh as he opened the door to his room and walked in. Setting her down, he set her bag down on the floor then grabbed her hips and pulled her to his chest.
"Now, what were you talking about on the stairwell?" He asked, bending down to catch her eye.
She stepped back and wrapped her hand around her elbow. His eyes were drawn there and he noticed the ugly black bruise for the first time. Why had he not noticed that before now? It wasn't like it was hiding or anything. He wrapped his hand around her forearm and gently turned her arm out so the bruise was visible. He swallowed hard and prayed he hadn't done that to her. She saw the look on his face and winced.
"We were bringing you up the steps and you fell back. Techie let go and I didn't. You took me down a flight of steps with you. I hit my elbow on the banister," she said quietly.
He let out a huff and his chin sunk to his chest as he gasped for breath. He'd hurt her, emotionally and physically all in one night.
"Josh, it's not like you did it intentionally. Drunk people aren't exactly graceful. I'm surprised you're not bruised. You went down on your back," she said.
He pulled her gently against his chest and wrapped his arms around her. Dropping his cheek on the top of her head, he sighed.
"Intentional or not, I hurt you," he said.
"Eh, I'm not holding it against you so why should you?" She asked, wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging him. He slammed his eyes shut and squeezed her.
"You know what would make you feel better?" She asked with a leer on her face.
"No, what?" He asked not wanting to let her go.
"Cheesecake," she said impishly. He let out a sigh then chuckled.
"You have a one track mind," he muttered thankfully.
"I can't help it. Since I ordered it, I've wanted to cover your body in it and lick it off," she said.
"But then I don't get the cheesecake. If I'm going to get the cheesecake I have to paint it on you and lick it off," he told her seriously.
"Either is acceptable," she told him with a smile.
"So, what was it that Tanya got to go with my gift?" He asked, glancing down at her bag on the floor.
"Paint brushes," Michelle smirked.
"Hmmm I would have thought finger painting would have been fun," he muttered.
"We can do both. I bought three jars," she smiled.
He threw his head back and laughed. Picking up her bag, he started stalking towards her. She backed with a giggle, twirled around on her foot, and sprinted to the bed behind the bookcases. He growled and followed her in long strides. She was giggling and pulling her shirt over her head when he came around the corner.
Wrapping his hands around her ribs, he leaned over and placed soft kisses on her breasts. Her hands grasped his head after dropping her shirt off the bed onto the floor. A thought crossed Legates mind but he'd have to ask her first. Withdrawing his mouth, he lifted his head and looked her in the eye.
"Do you trust me?" He asked her in a deadly serious voice.
"Yeah, why?" She asked, looking down at him with a slight bit of confusion on her face.
"No, I mean really truly trust me?" He asked again, hoping she'd let him do what he wanted to. She looked at him and nodded with a shy smile.
"Yes, I do," she said softly.
"Okay, I want to do something but if it makes you uncomfortable or scared I want you to tell me okay," he said, standing up. Michelle looked up at him with a squint and nodded her agreement.
Legates disappeared around the bookcase and Michelle heard the closet door open. Legates dug around and finally found the package he was looking for. The army issued two or three bandanas but he'd never used them. Michelle's face scrunched as she tried to figure out what he was doing that was making a crinkling sound. He came back around the corner carrying two black cloths.
She raised an eyebrow and looked up at him. He smirked and started digging in her bag pulling out the cheesecake dip and the pack of paint brushes. His eyebrows wiggled as he held up a brush that had a fan shape and one that was flat. He dug around in the bag and pulled out several more varying in size and shape. Michelle giggled at his perusal of each of the brushes. He set everything on the nightstand and smiled at her with a glow in his eyes.
She scooted back across the bed towards the pillows, giggling as she moved. He stalked her across the bed with a predatory look on his face. By the time he reached her, she was backed up against the wall. Reaching over to the nightstand, he picked up one of the bandanas and carefully folded it into a long thin blindfold. He leaned over and tied it over her eyes, she took a deep breath and released it. There was a small amount of light seeping through the thin layer of cloth.
"Okay?" He asked her, pausing to make sure.
"Yep," she said.
"If you start to get scared just say something and it will come off," he told her gently.
She nodded and he guided her so she was lying down on the bed. She felt his hands smooth up her arms and across her breasts. She shivered as his hands lightly caressed her skin. She listened intently trying to figure out what it was he was doing. She heard him move then the rustling of clothes, him grunting as he removed his boots, the zip of his zipper and the sound of his jeans and underwear sliding down his legs. She felt her nipples pucker as she heard the sound of his zipper sliding down.
"I always wondered if this worked," he murmured, seeing her nipples pucker while he pulled down his zipper.
"What?" She asked, both their voices soft.
"If it made it sexier if you couldn't see," he said quietly, moving across the bed. He skimmed his hands across her stomach.
"Well, it's interesting so far," Michelle murmured.
Legates was worried that she may have a problem with being blind folded but she seemed to be okay. Maybe being able to focus on something else allowed her to not panic. She felt his hands moving across her body and then they were gone. She moaned when she felt a feather light touch brush across her nipples. Legates grinned, set that brush to the side, placed his hands on her ribs and moved his thumbs across the underside of her breasts.
Michelle sucked in a gasp as the nerves along her stomach fired rapidly up towards her breasts. She felt desire start to pool and bit back a moan. He kept his touch light as he moved his hands to her hips. Pausing, he cursed in a low tone.
"Be right back," he murmured.
Michelle felt slightly exposed laying there but stayed put. She heard a lock slide home then she heard him pad across the room, another lock click then the pop of a jar being opened. Legates smiled as he opened the microwave door and put the jar of cheesecake dip into the microwave. Michelle heard the microwave start and her eyebrows rose above the bandana over her eyes. She heard the refrigerator door open and the sliding of contents then something being set on the counter.
Legates laughed quietly and just for fun pulled several things out of the fridge and set them on the counter, move them around and then put them back. Opening the cabinet above the counter, he pulled down a package of cups. After putting everything but the chocolate syrup back in the refrigerator, he set the syrup and one of the cups to the side. The microwave beeped and Michelle started to get a little nervous.
"Josh?" She said in a tentative, questioning tone. Legates heard the nervousness in her tone and it unsettled him.
"Yeah, Baby, I'll be right there okay," he said.
"Okay," she said.
He pulled the container from the microwave and stirred it. Sticking his finger in, he tested the temperature, and nodded. Picking up the cup and the dip, he hit the power button on the stereo as he walked past. Michelle didn't hear anything until the stereo came on and then nothing but the stereo until there was the soft sound of something being set on the table next to the bed. Suddenly, she felt the bed dip and she could smell his scent close to her.
Then she felt his lips brush across her cheek and down to her lips. His lips moved across hers and she felt his tongue sweep across her lips. Parting her lips, she gave him access to her mouth. Deepening the kiss, he swept his tongue into her mouth. She moaned as his tongue swirled around hers. This was not a contest for dominance rather more of a dance of pleasure.
Pulling back slightly, he moved his mouth down her jaw to her neck placing soft kisses as he moved. The feel of his mouth on her skin made the nerves in her body tingle. It felt as if she could feel his mouth everywhere on her body at once. She moaned in pleasure and he smiled against her neck. Running his hands down to her hips, he wrapped his hands around her hips. He hooked his thumbs in the front of her pajama pants and his fingers in the back.
Moving slowly and carefully, he pulled her bottoms down her legs. When they reached her feet, he tugged lightly threw both in the floor. She gasped as the cool air from the room brushed across her desire heated skin. He saw the goosebumps rise up on her skin and smiled. Warm first, he thought. Dropping a kiss on her thigh, he moved up her body until she could feel his heat right over her body. His breath fell near her shoulder and she knew he was leaning towards the table next to the bed. She tensed waiting to see what he did.
"Relax," he said softly.
She relaxed slightly but he could still see the tension in her body. Holding the jar in his hand, he moved so he was straddling her thighs. He ran one hand from her hip to her breast and cupped it. She relaxed when pleasure spiked through her body at the feeling of his hand cupping her breast. Brushing his thumb over her nipple, he felt the heat between her legs increase slightly. With a smile, he removed his hand and smirked when she thrust her chest up trying to keep contact.
Taking the fan shaped paintbrush from the jar, he hovered over her breast and grinned when she jumped as a drip hit her breast. He used wide sweeping, light strokes to thinly spread the warm dip across her breasts. She moaned as the warmth spread across her breasts. He set the jar down between her legs. Michelle sucked in a breath as the heat from the jar made her own desire pool there.
Picking up the cup with the chocolate syrup, he pulled out the flat brush and made sure it wouldn't drip. He quickly drew circles on her nipples making her gasp in surprise as the cold chocolate hit her nipples. She could smell the chocolate and knew what he'd gotten from the refrigerator. The smell of chocolate and cheesecake drifted to her nostrils. Underlying that smell was his light musky scent. A grin spread across his lips at the site of her skin covered in something he definitely wanted to lick off of her.
His erection brushed against the top of her mound and she moaned at the feeling. Leaning over her, he ran the flat of his tongue from the underside of her breast, over her nipple circling it twice then over the top of her breast. She moaned at the feel over his tongue rasping across her skin and the cool air that flowed over her skin when his mouth moved on. He took his time, kissing, licking and mouthing the dip and chocolate from her breast.
By the time he'd finished the first one, she was sucking in ragged breaths, her hands were clenched in the sheets and desire was flooding throughout her body. When he had finished with her other breast, she was bowing up towards his body trying to make contact.
"Baby, sorry to neglect other areas but I've been waiting two weeks to do this," he said, picking up the paint brush from the jar between her legs.
Using swift sure strokes, he drew an arrow down her stomach making her still to try to feel what he was doing. Then she felt him slide further down her body and she felt the jar move from between her legs. Legates looked at her and tried to determine how he wanted to do this. She sucked in a breath, she could feel his eyes on her. Suddenly, the scent of her arousal filled the air.
Taking the paint brush, he used light tickling strokes on her. Michelle moaned at the feeling of light paint brush strokes between her legs. The nerves in her body were sensitive and she could feel the sheets brushing her back, the paint brush on her skin, his skin on hers as he knelt between her knees. She moaned as the warmth dip was spread over every surface and crevice between her legs. He smiled at the low keening moan that fell from her lips.
She felt the bed shift then heard the slight thud of the jar hitting the floor followed by the cup being set down as well. The dip slid across her skin as it combined with her arousal. Legates slid further down the bed until his knees went off the end of the bed and he knelt on the floor. Wrapping his hands around her knees, he tugged gently and she scooted down letting his hands guide her. He placed his hands on her thighs, he stopped her movement.
When she was positioned where he wanted her, he hooked her knees over his shoulders. Michelle felt his skin against the back of her knees and wondered what he was doing. She felt the flat of tongue removing the dip from her mound and she sucked in a deep breath. The tip of his tongue began to remove the dip from her and he felt her hips lifting. Placing his hands lightly on her hips, he gently held her in place.
The taste of the cheesecake had changed, he knew that he was getting Michelle flavored cheesecake and he really liked it. He felt his blood pounding in his veins and his erection straining in need. Groaning, he sucked one of her lips into his mouth. Her hips shot up and pressed into his hand. Running his tongue across the skin in his mouth, he cleaned the dip from her.
Michelle felt the flood of moisture between her legs and then Legates' tongue sweep across her and lap it up. Moaning, she tried to push her hips up but he held her in place. She nearly cried as pleasure shot from between her legs to the rest of her body.
"Oh, God," she said in a husky moan.
He groaned as his tongue traveled over her and found her clit. She jerked in pleasure when his tongue found her. She almost cried from the sensations washing from his mouth to her body. Legates circled her clit and pressed just a little harder and felt her press down into his mouth. Groaning, he slid his face up slightly while keeping the pressure and movement steady. Sliding one hand from her hip, he gripped the top of her thigh and spread her leg out onto one of his arms.
Moving his other hand, he slid his fingers into her opening. Twirling them, he searched out and found her spot. Flicking his tongue and stroking his fingers in and out, he made her desire spiral out of control. He felt her hips rolling under his hands and kept moving. Michelle felt shock waves roll from her hips and up her body. Rolling her hips in rhythm with the waves, she felt the pleasure pulse and build.
His tongue continued to move and her pleasure continued to build. Legates thought he was going to explode all over the bed. Her flavor was now stronger than the cheesecake dip and he sunk his tongue deeper. Pressing harder, he moved his tongue in smaller circles interspersed with flicks. Michelle whimpered and tried to keep her hips still. He felt her push and tense, so he sped up his tongue. Her feet dug into his back between his shoulder blades.
He just wanted to hear her moan, for her to come apart in his mouth. Moving his fingers in a circular motion, he stroked a spot on her wall that made her moan in a low growling tone. She jerked her hips and he pressed harder. The more she moaned the more he increased what he was currently doing. Michelle felt her muscles start to spasm as pleasure rolled over her body making her moan long and low.
Legates removed his fingers and moved his tongue to her slit. He growled as her flavor rolled across his tongue. All he could think while he stroked her down was, mine. When her hips came back down onto the edge of the bed and her legs relaxed, he stood up on his knees. Lining himself up with her, he grasped her hips and slid home.
"God-" she was cut off by a moan of pleasure as he slid into her.
"Jesus," he hissed.
She wrapped her legs around him and pushed her hips towards him. He clutched her hips to stop the movement. Sighing, he gave in to the urge and began to stroke in and out of her. He felt her wet heat around him, sliding from tip to end. He slammed his eyes closed and grunted as he thrust into her. She sucked in a breath tilted her hips and met him thrust for thrust. When his eyes slid open he saw her with her head turned to the side, arms outspread, breast swaying as her hips thrust toward him. Reaching up, he pulled the blindfold from her eyes, over her forehead so it was laying on the bed behind her head. He continued to thrust as he moved his hands back down to her hips.
Groaning, he closed his eyes again then began to thrust faster and she moved again. Then his eyes shot wide and he saw her eyes open. Staring into her eyes, he watched them go from mostly gold to straight solid gold as her muscles clenched around him. Her lip was tucked between her teeth as she kept herself from moaning. Squeezing her hips, he closed his eyes, breathed raggedly and thrust harder. He felt his orgasm building at the base of his shaft and continued to stroke into her.
Michelle pushed her shoulders into the bed, balanced her hips in his hands, and slammed into him as hard as he slammed into her. The growl of his completion rippled through his chest and out his mouth. Michelle held still as he stroked himself down. Staying connected to her, he laid down on top of her and buried his face between her breasts. They were pushed together around his face by his arms. Wrapping her arms around his head, she let out a satisfied sigh. She heard a muffled, mumbled, sound coming from between her breasts.
"Honey, you have to remove your head from between my breasts for me to understand you," she said, looking down at the top of his head.
"I love cheesecake dip," he muttered after lifting his head.
A/N: So there's the surprise =D Hope you liked it. Now let's see what the pair have up their sleeves for tomorrow...Weird Al Yankovic, shower, sleep, cold sheets, fruit, negotiations, leg humping, Christmas dinner, football, dead bodies, raiding, Ignis the Furnace Master, options, snuggly, and What's for dinner.
A/N2: Today I'm going to take the time to post links for this chapter and the last few. I'm sorry that it has not gone as planned but as you know I have to have my house packed in a week and a half and I'm no where near done.