Your Hands in Mine P6
Author's Notes: Thanks again for the lovely reviews, glad people are enjoying Bermuda. This chapter is a lot of sex. I kept it "T" rated, but fair warning, it is a lot of sex.
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"Oh God, that was…I can't…oh G-god," Sarah stuttered and clutched at the sheets as Chuck kissed his way back up her body.
"Are you OK with the rain now?" he giggled against her neck as his fingers trailed over her heated skin.
Sarah had woken Chuck earlier with the sad news that it was gray and rainy and looked like it might stay that way.
"Let it rain," she blew out a breath as her heart rate returned to normal.
"We can do this all day," he promised as he kissed from her neck along her collar bone to her breasts.
"What if I get bored?" Sarah asked and sounded so serious, but when Chuck looked up he saw the glint in her eye.
"I will try my best to keep you sufficiently entertained," Chuck mocked.
"Thanks," she laughed.
"We could go in to town," Chuck said honestly as he kissed back up to her ear.
"Mmmm, we could," she agreed half-heartedly as her toes curled into the mattress once his tongue slipped between his teeth and found her ear lobe.
"Or venture up to the main building and explore," his breath tickled at her ear and although she had just been completely undone by him moments before she felt her body reacting to these simple actions.
"I want to explore you," she turned and found his lips with her own, rolling him on to his back.
"There's not much to discover," Chuck flung his arms and legs out, naked in the muted light of the rainy morning he was all shadow and light.
"I beg to differ," Sarah said seriously as she engaged her mouth and hands to investigate thoroughly.
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Sarah collapsed against his chest, he could feel her heart racing through her smooth back.
"Good?" he managed between his own shortened breath.
"So good," she whispered against his skin and he twitched beneath her.
He wrapped his arms and legs around her but still felt her shiver as the air of the room hit her damp skin as she cooled. Using his long legs and giant feet he managed to retrieve the blanket s they had shoved to the foot of the massive bed and get them close enough to reach without moving too much from the spot they had nestled in.
"Rest?" he seemed capable of only one word sentences.
Sarah nodded against his chest even less able to communicate after the hours of shared pleasure.
Sarah was no sex expert, but she was a fitness expert and she was pretty sure what they just did was the sex equivalent of interval training: work your heart rate up and then back off and work it up again. In cardio training it results in a greater calorie burn, but in bed it results in some extremely mind-blowing orgasms.
Chuck cocooned them in the soft sheets and duvet, leaving Sarah right where she landed on top of him. He could feel the moment sleep overtook her and her weight relaxed slightly on top of him. He wanted to sleep too, his body called for it, but his mind raced.
Sarah seemed more and more like herself with every passing minute that they were together. He knew she still didn't have her full memory back and he wondered if she ever would, but he felt like she had her self back in many ways. Chuck tried not to let doubt wiggle in though, Sarah was a world class spy, was she showing Chuck just what she thought he wanted to see, was she as happy with him as she appeared or was she just trying to make him happy.
Sarah was always her most open and vulnerable with him in bed, the least guarded the most free and they had spent a lot of time in bed since the beach. Chuck had memorized every moment they had shared in bed before Quinn and reviewing every moment since it all adds up, she is the same Sarah. Every day he is more and more certain that memories or not, this is the woman he loves in his arms.
With that knowledge safe in his heart, his mind finally slowed down enough to let him join her in sleep.
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"Tell me about the best sex we ever had?" Sarah asked as Chuck moved over her , their bodies joined for a countless time on their rainy day in Bermuda.
"I'm pretty sure we are having it now," he smirked.
"Present vacation notwithstanding," she leaned up and captured his lips.
"Macau," he replied breathlessly after the kiss.
"We robbed a bank," she remembered.
"Yes we did,' he nodded as he lowered his body closer to hers and slowed their pace.
"You stood on the counter, it made you even more incredibly tall," she arched under him.
"And you guarded the stairs with a semi-automatic," he groaned as the memories came back to him.
"You were wearing a long coat and a perfect suit, you looked so g-g-good," she caught her breath as Chuck's memories intensified his movements.
"You had on a black cat suit and your hair was so long and blonde and mmmm," Chuck nuzzled against her neck as he remembered what happened when they left Vivian Volkoff in her secured room for the evening.
"I remember," Sarah promised as her nails clung to his back.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," she assured him as she sucked on his neck in his absolute favorite spot, a spot even Chuck didn't know about until Sarah found it that night in Macau.
The feel of her lips and teeth against the tender flesh there was enough to re-energize Chuck.
"More…." was all Sarah could get out before he scooped her up and changed positions to give her just that.
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"It's almost dinner time," Sarah mentioned as Chuck slowly emerged from sleep.
His response was a very proud grin. With the exception of a couple trips to the bathroom and one run to the kitchen for some food they had spent the entire rainy day in bed.
"No sense getting dressed now," he laughed and curled around her body, kissing the underside of her jaw until she purred.
"Mmmmm, true, but I could be convinced to take a shower," Sarah mentioned casually.
Despite its size, Chuck & Sarah had not shared the shower yet, but instantly images of a wet Sarah, with her hair plastered to her neck and her hands splayed on the tile in front of them bombarded Chuck and his body impressed him with its continued response. Chuck was used to images washing over him from the Intersect, but this was different, this was like a perfect dream that was about to come true.
"Let's go," Chuck flipped the blankets back and hopped out of bed.
Sarah watched him stride across the room, still dimmed by the continued rain, but his smile was so bright it almost surpassed anything Mother Nature could provide. She couldn't help but slide her tired body from the bed and follow him.
Chuck had the lights on fairly bright and was fiddling with the music.
"Too bright," Sarah cringed a bit.
"I want to see you," he said and his voice was so deep, scratchy from sleep and exertion and still tender.
Sarah thought her legs might give out under her as she leaned back against the wall, the tiles cold against her bare skin, but needing the support to stay upright. She watched as he finished programming the music and moved to the shower itself, turning on the showerheads, all 4 of them, full strength and hot enough to steam up the glass walls instantly.
Sarah pushed off the wall and walked towards him as he held the door open for her, she kissed him deeply first and then stepped in to the heavenly massage of water. They were both tall enough that the water was hitting along their shoulders and backs, soothing the muscles they had exerted all day. When they were warm and the pulsing water had done its job at relaxing them Chuck adjusted the flow down to a more gentle rain effect and used his fingers on Sarah's back instead.
"Nice," she nipped at the warm wet skin of his shoulder as he held her close and ran his hands the full length of her spine.
After a couple of passes up and down her back he let his hands go further, cupping her bottom and encouraging her thigh around his hip. Although his earlier vision included Sarah facing the wall, he now wanted to see the look on her face, so he lifted her, effortlessly, and moved towards the tile closest to them in the cavernous shower.
Sarah moaned as the cool tile once again struck her now hot skin, but once Chuck pressed his body to her front she was loving the contrast of hot and cold, soft and hard that seemed to surround her, fill her.
"I thought we were taking a break," Sarah teased, but felt Chuck still his movements.
"Sorry," he said, his face awash with contradiction.
He looked both sorry and not, both serious and not, both concerned and not. Sarah could actually see him fighting his baser urges right in front of her.
"I'm kidding Chuck, please don't stop," she turned his face with a hand to his chin to look him in the eye.
He kissed her then, long and slow and deep as he moved slowly against her body, she clung to him in all the necessary and delightful spots and whimpered when he wrenched his mouth away to breathe.
"Marry me," he said surprisingly before he kissed her again.
Sarah pulled back this time, well as much as she could while pinned to the shower wall.
"We are married Chuck, see rings and all," she slipped her left hand from the wet hair on the back of his head to his line of vision.
"Again, here, marry me," he said without further explanation before his body took over and ended any thought of conversation.
They had dried each other off after the shower, taking care to gently caress each spot with the soft thick towels. Sarah took a towel to Chuck's short hair leaving it slightly askew as she tied hers up in a towel on top of her head. They both slipped into hotel robes and padded out to the kitchen in search of food.
"Were you serious?" Sarah asked over a glass of wine and some smoked salmon on crackers.
"Yes," he said, his eyes full of love knowing exactly what she was asking.
Sarah sipped her wine and nodded.
"Sarah, I am not discounting our first wedding and I am so happy you remember it, but I want to have something that is just us, that is a celebration of what we just survived."
"If we got married every time we overcame something dangerous we would need to have a justice of the peace on retainer," she smirked, but didn't seem opposed to the idea.
"I'd be OK with that. I want to always remind you of my devotion to you Sarah, I would vow to love you and keep you safe every day of my life if I needed to."
"You don't though. I know it. In my heart, I know it. My head knows it now too and my body cannot seem to forget it," she smiled almost shyly as her stomach fluttered at the thought.
"It never hurts to say it out loud," Chuck shrugged, he was a talker after all.
"OK."
"OK?"
"OK. You want to get married again here in Bermuda how could I possibly not want that?" she smiled.
"Really?"
"Yes. As long as you don't think we need to do this because we are fractured. We aren't, we are really solid Chuck, I feel more certain about you than anything ever in my entire world, but if you want to celebrate what we have, how could I not want that?"
"I love you, very much," he kissed her cheek.
"It seems I am finally getting my way," Sarah grinned and turned her lips in to his kiss.
"How's that?" he arched an eyebrow.
"We are finally eloping after all," she laughed.
TBC…