Its bright. As hot and as bright as one would expect the late April heat would be on the island on Fregate; tucked away in the most remote corner of the Indian Ocean. Madam Zabre villa is open plan, contemporary, yet sophisticated in fitting with the Caribbean interior design. Soft beach wood, cream marble and white canopy drapes adorn the secluded beach house at every opportunity and when i open my eyes in the morning, im staring straight out at the azure blue of the Indian ocean and the soft white sand of our private beach.
There's a soft shifting of crisp white bed linen to my right and i turn my knot-free neck towards the source of the distraction.
"Morning." My husband, despite having only actually being on the island shy of forty-eight hours, is a delightful medium of suitably sun-kissed and sleep mused as he rolls onto his right side, tucking a forearm under an uber plush pillow and grinning insanely in my direction.
I smile, yawning a good morning, stretching madly underneath the soft cotton covers and humming appreciatively as the material slips away revealing a pair of naked torsos.
An then we lie there for a minute or two. Me, looking up at the translucent drapes of the canopy bed and the thatched ceiling of the beach house which glows a comforting gold in the morning sunshine, and Gary, devouring every inch of my naked flesh which also happens to glow a seductive gold against the white, sex-mused sheets beneath me.
And then we lie there for a little longer, listening to nothing but the sounds of our own breath and the soothing hush of the still ocean not one-hundred metres away.
And then we lie there some more, doing nothing at all but enjoying having absolutely no where else on this earth to be.
"What do you want today?" Gary is the first to break the silence, shuffling closer and propping his head up on this elbow. I yawn again, lethargically, as i drag my fingers back through my scalp in a vain attempt to de-tangle my sexed-up, sea weathered waves.
"Anything that doesnt involve moving from this spot for the next six hours." My eyes skim Garys appropriately ripped torso and sculptured shoulders before falling finally upon his face. He smiles slowly as i reach up and drag two fingers across the two-day stubble covering his perfectly square jaw-line. "Any ideas, Stud?"
Knowingly, his left eyebrow lifts ever so slightly as his smile ups itself to the full a-million-watt dazzler that only ever seems to make an appearance if faced with the prospect of good food or killer sex. "I might have one or two."
"Yeah?" His smile is infectious and within a second im grinning up into two green-eyes like a love-crazy fool. And that grin soon erupts into a bubble of laughter as Gary drops his lips to mine, kissing me with languid passion and sleepy affection. My hands worm their way around his shoulders, one holding onto the nape of his neck and the other lazily traipsing its way from the round of his shoulder, down his forearm and then back up into his hair. Finally, and reluctantly, Gary pulls away, but not before dropping a wet kiss onto my collar bone and nuzzling my ear in a way ive only ever known him to do.
"This is nice." He hums simply, dropping his head to my shoulder and inching five long fingers into my hair, holding me in place. I lean into the touch, clasping my hands together across his shoulder blades. "No phone. No internet. No where to be. No one to answer to. Its nice."
I nod in response, even though he cant see me and glance at the huge, ornate clock that hangs above the French doors opposite the four-poster bed we have currently entangled ourselves in.
Ten O'clock.
"We should call Ethan."
"What time is it?" Gary sighs against my collar bone.
"Just gone ten." I smile, shuffling under the weight of the grown man blanketing me, but not wanting him to move none the less.
Gary grunts something, then pulls his face back up so its hovering directly over mine, "Itll be two back home, he'll be having his nap." He hums, tickling my lips with his as he utters each word.
I grin, puckering for a chaste kiss and brushing a repetitively falling stray stand of hair back from his forehead.
"Youre only saying that because you want me to succumb to your seduction let you have your wicked way with me.."
Gary shrugs, grinning widely and dropping another kiss to my lips, all the while edging my knees apart with his own. "You cant knock a man for trying, can you? Besides, we have this entire island to ourselves, i think its only right that we start every single morning with you screeching my name."
"Just because we happen to have this stupendously expensive island all to ourselves for seven days, does not make it acceptable for us to act like a pair of concupiscent teenagers in free house." I giggle as Garys hands move from my waist to the backs of my thighs, kneading steadily at the ample amount of flesh there. I catch one small glimpse of two mischievous green eyes before he drops his lips to my ear and whispers;
"Shall i tell you a secret?"
My forefinger continues to trace an idle pattern along his shoulder blade. "If you must..."
"It does you know."
And before i have chance to catch my next breath, i find myself hauled from the utopia of the soft cotton sheets and plush plethora of pillows and i can only squeal as i wrap my legs as tightly around Garys waist as will allow as he stands so suddenly my heart drops to my stomach and i feel momentarily light headed.
"What are you doing?!" I shriek as his hands slip lower still and grasp hold of my behind as shakes free the bed sheet that has caught between our bodies.
"Proving a point." Gary grins, padding out of the bedroom and heading straight for the kitchen. I watch helplessly as the tangle of white sheets and orange cushions fade into the background before i find myself in the large, open space of the airy kitchen. I wriggle within Garys tight grasp, but it only earns a grunt and a quick flex of his fingers, pinching my ass.
"Behave."
"Behave?" I scoff, wriggling again and pushing myself back at arms length to look him dead in the eye. "You just tore me from heaven!"
"Baby," Gary grins, walking straight into the middle of the open plan, cream marble and soft wood kitchen, "Im about to take you back to heaven."
I laugh at that; hysterically. Throwing my head back so my hair falls over my shoulder and my naked body shakes in Garys arms. The next thing im aware of is cool marble pressing against the backs of my thighs and Gary sets me down on the counter top with a heavy smack, not stopping to so much as look at me before he pushes my knees apart and stands between them, gloriously naked and dangerously playful.
"What now?" I grin, biting down on my lip and leaning back on my hands. I know the answer of course. And that answer is steamy morning sex in the kitchen; just because we can.
"Well right now," Gary takes another step closer, running his hands up along the outsides of my thighs. "I plan to prove to you that because we have this stupendously expensive island all to ourselves for seven days, it is the perfect reason the behave like a pair of concupiscent teenagers in a free house..."
"You dont play fair, Barlow." I muse, hooking my ankles into the backs of his knees and enjoying the weight of his length waiting against my stomach.
"Neither do you." Gary leans closer, dragging his lips across my jaw bone until he reaches my ear and catches the lobe between his teeth.
I moan. "I thought this was suppose to be feral, bitch-in-heat sex?"
"It can," Kiss. "Be whatever," Kiss. "You want," Kiss, "It to be." By this time, his lips have made it back to my own and i smile against the corner of his mouth. "After all," Garys hands skim down to my knees, pushing them behind his hips. "..we've got all day. Five more days in fact."
As he speaks, in that breathy bedroom tone i have been able to deny perhaps a mere four times over the course of our relationship, i tilt my hips until the heat of his erection makes me squirm involuntarily on the counter top.
"Imagine that.." Gary muses again, so quietly im not even sure whether hes speaking to me or just thinking out-loud. He thrusts his hips with calculated diligence, just enough to have me whimpering, "Five whole days of blissful.." He circle his hips and i moan again. "..Uninterrupted.." My hands fly forward, nails sinking into the browning flesh of his shoulders.. "...Earth-shattering sex with my wife."
A/N; just a bit of inspo, x
.jpg)
.jpg)
There's a soft shifting of crisp white bed linen to my right and i turn my knot-free neck towards the source of the distraction.
"Morning." My husband, despite having only actually being on the island shy of forty-eight hours, is a delightful medium of suitably sun-kissed and sleep mused as he rolls onto his right side, tucking a forearm under an uber plush pillow and grinning insanely in my direction.
I smile, yawning a good morning, stretching madly underneath the soft cotton covers and humming appreciatively as the material slips away revealing a pair of naked torsos.
An then we lie there for a minute or two. Me, looking up at the translucent drapes of the canopy bed and the thatched ceiling of the beach house which glows a comforting gold in the morning sunshine, and Gary, devouring every inch of my naked flesh which also happens to glow a seductive gold against the white, sex-mused sheets beneath me.
And then we lie there for a little longer, listening to nothing but the sounds of our own breath and the soothing hush of the still ocean not one-hundred metres away.
And then we lie there some more, doing nothing at all but enjoying having absolutely no where else on this earth to be.
"What do you want today?" Gary is the first to break the silence, shuffling closer and propping his head up on this elbow. I yawn again, lethargically, as i drag my fingers back through my scalp in a vain attempt to de-tangle my sexed-up, sea weathered waves.
"Anything that doesnt involve moving from this spot for the next six hours." My eyes skim Garys appropriately ripped torso and sculptured shoulders before falling finally upon his face. He smiles slowly as i reach up and drag two fingers across the two-day stubble covering his perfectly square jaw-line. "Any ideas, Stud?"
Knowingly, his left eyebrow lifts ever so slightly as his smile ups itself to the full a-million-watt dazzler that only ever seems to make an appearance if faced with the prospect of good food or killer sex. "I might have one or two."
"Yeah?" His smile is infectious and within a second im grinning up into two green-eyes like a love-crazy fool. And that grin soon erupts into a bubble of laughter as Gary drops his lips to mine, kissing me with languid passion and sleepy affection. My hands worm their way around his shoulders, one holding onto the nape of his neck and the other lazily traipsing its way from the round of his shoulder, down his forearm and then back up into his hair. Finally, and reluctantly, Gary pulls away, but not before dropping a wet kiss onto my collar bone and nuzzling my ear in a way ive only ever known him to do.
"This is nice." He hums simply, dropping his head to my shoulder and inching five long fingers into my hair, holding me in place. I lean into the touch, clasping my hands together across his shoulder blades. "No phone. No internet. No where to be. No one to answer to. Its nice."
I nod in response, even though he cant see me and glance at the huge, ornate clock that hangs above the French doors opposite the four-poster bed we have currently entangled ourselves in.
Ten O'clock.
"We should call Ethan."
"What time is it?" Gary sighs against my collar bone.
"Just gone ten." I smile, shuffling under the weight of the grown man blanketing me, but not wanting him to move none the less.
Gary grunts something, then pulls his face back up so its hovering directly over mine, "Itll be two back home, he'll be having his nap." He hums, tickling my lips with his as he utters each word.
I grin, puckering for a chaste kiss and brushing a repetitively falling stray stand of hair back from his forehead.
"Youre only saying that because you want me to succumb to your seduction let you have your wicked way with me.."
Gary shrugs, grinning widely and dropping another kiss to my lips, all the while edging my knees apart with his own. "You cant knock a man for trying, can you? Besides, we have this entire island to ourselves, i think its only right that we start every single morning with you screeching my name."
"Just because we happen to have this stupendously expensive island all to ourselves for seven days, does not make it acceptable for us to act like a pair of concupiscent teenagers in free house." I giggle as Garys hands move from my waist to the backs of my thighs, kneading steadily at the ample amount of flesh there. I catch one small glimpse of two mischievous green eyes before he drops his lips to my ear and whispers;
"Shall i tell you a secret?"
My forefinger continues to trace an idle pattern along his shoulder blade. "If you must..."
"It does you know."
And before i have chance to catch my next breath, i find myself hauled from the utopia of the soft cotton sheets and plush plethora of pillows and i can only squeal as i wrap my legs as tightly around Garys waist as will allow as he stands so suddenly my heart drops to my stomach and i feel momentarily light headed.
"What are you doing?!" I shriek as his hands slip lower still and grasp hold of my behind as shakes free the bed sheet that has caught between our bodies.
"Proving a point." Gary grins, padding out of the bedroom and heading straight for the kitchen. I watch helplessly as the tangle of white sheets and orange cushions fade into the background before i find myself in the large, open space of the airy kitchen. I wriggle within Garys tight grasp, but it only earns a grunt and a quick flex of his fingers, pinching my ass.
"Behave."
"Behave?" I scoff, wriggling again and pushing myself back at arms length to look him dead in the eye. "You just tore me from heaven!"
"Baby," Gary grins, walking straight into the middle of the open plan, cream marble and soft wood kitchen, "Im about to take you back to heaven."
I laugh at that; hysterically. Throwing my head back so my hair falls over my shoulder and my naked body shakes in Garys arms. The next thing im aware of is cool marble pressing against the backs of my thighs and Gary sets me down on the counter top with a heavy smack, not stopping to so much as look at me before he pushes my knees apart and stands between them, gloriously naked and dangerously playful.
"What now?" I grin, biting down on my lip and leaning back on my hands. I know the answer of course. And that answer is steamy morning sex in the kitchen; just because we can.
"Well right now," Gary takes another step closer, running his hands up along the outsides of my thighs. "I plan to prove to you that because we have this stupendously expensive island all to ourselves for seven days, it is the perfect reason the behave like a pair of concupiscent teenagers in a free house..."
"You dont play fair, Barlow." I muse, hooking my ankles into the backs of his knees and enjoying the weight of his length waiting against my stomach.
"Neither do you." Gary leans closer, dragging his lips across my jaw bone until he reaches my ear and catches the lobe between his teeth.
I moan. "I thought this was suppose to be feral, bitch-in-heat sex?"
"It can," Kiss. "Be whatever," Kiss. "You want," Kiss, "It to be." By this time, his lips have made it back to my own and i smile against the corner of his mouth. "After all," Garys hands skim down to my knees, pushing them behind his hips. "..we've got all day. Five more days in fact."
As he speaks, in that breathy bedroom tone i have been able to deny perhaps a mere four times over the course of our relationship, i tilt my hips until the heat of his erection makes me squirm involuntarily on the counter top.
"Imagine that.." Gary muses again, so quietly im not even sure whether hes speaking to me or just thinking out-loud. He thrusts his hips with calculated diligence, just enough to have me whimpering, "Five whole days of blissful.." He circle his hips and i moan again. "..Uninterrupted.." My hands fly forward, nails sinking into the browning flesh of his shoulders.. "...Earth-shattering sex with my wife."
A/N; just a bit of inspo, x
Comments
Post a Comment