Chapter 48

"Don't worry 'bout me Darlin’. I'm tougher than I look." Richie’s brows waggled as he dipped down to take a nipple between his teeth to tug on.

Her back bent, pushing her chest towards his lips, her words turning into whimpers."Ok."

He nudged her backwards, gently laying her down on the sofa, his mouth still tugging on one nipple as his hand kneaded the other. With a soft growl his lips slid into the valley between her breasts, his tongue lapping at the soft underside.

Hands slid to undo his zipper, the rasp of metal on metal at odds with the slight woosh of the waves, her fingers slowly easily sliding in to cup his length. Her lips grumbled against his chest,

"too many clothes."

He stood a moment , shedding his shirt and jeans before crawling back over her and removing her skirt "No panties either? You're full of surprises tonight Darlin’." Richie smirked as he parted her legs with his knee, his cock resting at her entrance as he kissed her breathless.

She laughed slightly, "They interfered with the line of the lace dress.”

He grinned. "I do like the way you think." His hips flexed as he edged his way between walls of silk that always made his eyes cross. Settling at the juncture of her thighs, skin to skin he pressed a kiss to her lips before starting the ages old rhythm that joined men and women body and soul.

Her hips arched up of their own accord, her hands sliding around to tighten on his ass, her voice a whisper in the balmy night. “Why do I think you'd keep me naked if you could?"

He paused for a moment and gazed into her hazel eyes and smiled. “Cuz , I would if I could." He nipped at her neck as he thrust nice and slow, rocking his hips as his hand slid slowly down her side.

Words halted as she gave herself up to the man and his motions, the cool ocean breeze, sounds and scents mixing with his to become a potent aphrodisiac. Her legs banded around his waist as she pulled him closer, the pulsing of his hips sending her into total meltdown. "God.."

Richie murmured in her ear, "You're incredible Darlin'." Tugging on the lobe as his thrust intensified, his hands found hers. Pulling them above her head he laced his fingers with hers, the stretching lengthening his movements as he plunged deeply time and again.

She whimpered slightly as he disallowed roaming hands, her lips sliding over his shoulder as she nipped at him desperately. She needed to feel his skin, hold onto him as he thrust, but he'd stretched her arms high, lengthening his thrusts while doing it. She felt the shudders start, following by hiccupping soft sighs only to shudder as he slowed to an impossibly slow pace.

"Killing me here."

"You want it faster baby? "Richie smirked as he continued the devastatingly slow pace .

Her eyes opened and she looked up into eyes the color of dark chocolate, their shine obvious even in the half light. Full of surprises, full of devil may care humor and a tad bit of something she couldn't define, they shone down at her, daring her to say yes.

She took the risk and squeaked out a yes, knowing that if it didn't fit his plan he'd only go slower.

Richie smiled picking up the pace. Sweat formed as he moved faster and harder while keeping her hands above her. His head delved lower as he nipped and suckled the breasts that were a perfect taste to enhance the moment. The fire between them intensified as fingers tightened together, her soft whimpers calling to his grunts and groans of passion.

Skin slapped against skin, the smell of his musk and sweat teasing her nostrils as she felt the sweat pool between them. She wriggled slightly, and felt the super nova of sensation start caressing her toes only to move higher, until all she could do was call his name like a benediction.

Richie growled. He peaked as she came, his teeth involuntarily biting down upon her neck, his lungs laboring for breath as the connection between them knitted closer and closer by the second; Even the roots of his hair tingled with the force of the orgasm. God damn she is amazing.

She pulled him down against her; loathe to experience even the slightest separation as yet. Tightening her legs, her hand wriggled free to slide into sweaty dark hair, cradling his head against her shoulder. "It just keeps getting better."

She pressed a kiss to his sweaty cheek and smiled. "Do you ever have a bad day?"

Richie leaned up propping himself on his elbows. "Nope, so I convince you yet?”

She forced back the worry that wanted to rise and grunted slightly at the persistent tone of his voice. "Do you ever give up?"

"No, why should I? When I know what I want I go after it full force, and Darlin’ I want you."

Her voice went quiet, almost childlike in its intensity. "Do you want me, or some idea of me? What if I ain’t all that you think?"

His smile was sweet as he leaned back in, his lips brushing feather light against her skin. “I suspect you don't realize just how good you are and I ain't talking sex either."

Her brow arched slightly as he moved to the side, pulling her in close so that they were still connected. "And of course you are just the guy to show me right?"

"Definitely, " Richie said matter of factly, his fingers stroking her long dark hair.

She snuggled closer and couldn’t help but wonder what else this night would bring. What would be the harm in traveling? No one could find her if she was changing states and countries every few days. Not that she considered that as she thought over her words. Something deep inside of her had her screaming silently to say yes, to see exactly where this would lead between the man and a very real her. With a quick snort she reached up to tweak his ear. "Well hell, who am I to say no to a fantasy come to life?"

Richie grinned, satisfied he had gotten his way and he loved it. "Good, I knew you would see things my way."

"Gonna gloat are we?"

"Yes I am."

"Hmm, might have to change my mind then, gloating is so ...."

"Change your mind and I can do it even slower." He grinned devilishly as her eyes went wide with amazement.

"No way!" He can't do that could he? He'd be at a standstill, cock buried deep, nothing moving but his......Her thoughts trailed off as eyes widened further. "Naaah you wouldn’t."

"Don't dare me Darlin'." He rolled her to her back, looming over here again as he seated himself fully in one plunge, his body as a complete and utter halt.

Breathing stopped as eyes slammed shut only to open curiously. He was barely moving! She could feel the slightest flexing, yet nothing else seemed to in movement. With each slight pulse she felt him go deeper until she could swear he was damn near caressing her backbone with the tip of his cock. "Um, Ok, must remember dare you more often."

Smiling like a Cheshire cat he kissed her and continued his mind numbing assault to her body, his eyes intent on her face, watching each little emotion that flitted through those beautiful hazel eyes. She was so expressive, each whimper or moan had a look and he knew that he’d want to learn each and every one in time. Time that she’d given him a few moments ago.

It hit her unaware, the slow gentleness of his lovemaking lulling her into a bliss laden state. She felt her body seize over, as if paralyzed, her throat working to allow one tiny scream escape as he gentled her into mind blowing orgasm.

Her muscles gripped him causing his orgasm to build instinct kicked in and he thrust faster and faster until, he for the second time within a short time climaxed right along with her.

She felt him settle against her and smiled. She could get used to this, the gentle the wild, the loving, and on top of that the pure joy of just being. "Life’s not gonna be dull around ya huh?"

"Neva " He laughed as he slid out , his hands easily tugging her closer before starting to roam her back in a soothing massage.

The purr startled her when it started, his motions already soothing her into relaxation. "Gonna make sure I don't seize up by morning this time eh?"

He almost groaned at the sound of her purr, his hands moving even slower to coax the sound from her again. "Sorry 'bout that I promise to take care of you thoroughly from now on.”

She turned to face him, pressing her cheek to his chest. "I think I like that idea. Betcha my girls call me crazy, but if ya can't be crazy once in awhile ya don't live. Right?"

"Right , crazy is the only way to go," Richie murmured as sudden weariness overtook him. He’d not gone twice so quickly together in years. She was worth every second, but now he needed a nap to recharge.

She snuggled closer, her eyes closing; a slight smile still on her lips. She felt comfortable, as crazy as it seemed, she'd found home in the arms of a man she should have never had a chance to meet.

As Richie drifted off he couldn't help but smile as well. Life was good. After all the shit he had gone through, he finally had a true reason to smile again.